I thought I would make you a present of a fresh-caught specimen, and let you try your hand on her, and bring her up in the way she should go." "_I_ don't want her, I am sure;--I have more to do with 'em now than I want to." "That's you Christians, all over!--you'll get up a society, and get some poor missionary to spend all his days among just such heathen.

But let me see one of you that would take one into your house with you, and take the labor of their conversion on yourselves! No; when it comes to that, they are dirty and disagreeable, and it's too much care, and so on." "Augustine, you know I didn't think of it in that light," said Miss Ophelia, evidently softening.

"Well, it might be a real missionary work," said she, looking rather more favorably on the child.
St.Clare had touched the right string.

Miss Ophelia's conscientiousness was ever on the alert.

"But," she added, "I really didn't see the need of buying this one;--there are enough now, in your house, to take all my time and skill." "Well, then, Cousin," said St.Clare, drawing her aside, "I ought to beg your pardon for my good-for-nothing speeches.