To the many boys and girls who are in early years earning an honorablesupport for themselves, or else assisting their parents by working infactories; to the multitudes of young church members, who may be glad ofsome practically helpful suggestions in surmounting the difficulties andresisting the temptations incident to their new lives; to mill-owners,who feel their solemn responsibility, as in the sight of God, for theintellectual and spiritual welfare of their operatives; and chiefly tothe young Christian manufacturer who has been the model from which thepicture of
nswer to one of Katie's outbursts, "and long, when Saturday comes, to go out nutting with the girls, or off on a hay-ride, or something! You'll wish you were free before you've been a slave many months, or I'm no prophet."
"Well, she shall be free if she wants to," said Eric, kindly. "Our only little sister sha'n't work if she don't want to; we can take care of her, Alfred, can't we?"
"But I do want to work," said Katie; "I know I sha'n't get tired, or if I do get tired of the work, I sha'n't of getting the money; for, boys, I mean to be a rich, independent woman, and help take care of mother. You needn't suppose that I'm going to be dependent upon you."
"All right, young lady," said Alfred, "only I think you'll sing a different tune before many months are over."
"The tune you ought to sing just now, children," said Mrs. Robertson, "is 'Good-night.' You all have to go to work very early, and Katie is not used to it. Good-night, darling, and don't forget to ask God to bless you and