But she leaned her head upon her sister's shoulder, and, for the first time since she had heard the sad news of the morning, burst into tears.

Jane was surprised, and filled with anxious concern.

She waited until this ebullition of feeling in some degree abated, and then said, in a tone still more tender than that in which she had first spoken,-- "Ellen, dear sister! tell me what has happened ?" "I am foolish, sister," at length, said Ellen, looking up, and endeavoring to dry her tears.

"But I cannot help it.

Henry was discharged from the shop this morning; and now, what are we to do?
We have nothing ahead, and I am afraid he will not be able to get anything to do here, or within many miles of the village." "That is bad, Ellen," replied Jane, while a shadow fell upon her face, but a few moments before so glowing and happy.