assed on.
'I shan't be tempted, though,' said the child, holding the coin before her brother's eyes.
'No, Effie,' replied the boy, 'it isn't wrong to spend this money for yourself, so you can't be tempted to do wrong with it. This is every body's day for pleasure, and you ought to enjoy it.'
'I have enjoyed it,' said Effie, looking upon her brother smilingly, 'and I guess somebody else has helped me.'
'I guess so, too,' was the reply, 'I think we have been a great deal happier than if we had come here in the morning.'
Children though they were, they were demonstrating the words of the Lord Jesus, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'
Mr T.'s shop was crowded to overflowing with children, a few grown people intermingling: and every one, from the errand boy, that, with his hard-earned pittance in his hand, was estimating the amount of good things it would purchase, to the child of the wealthy merchant, murmuring because the waxen doll she contemplated adding to
