I sat by the ugliest girl in town, and she made fun of my bonnet and my shoes.

I _hate_ her." Tip had a faint notion in his heart that Kitty also needed the verse which had just been given him; but he had other thoughts about her.

God's Spirit was at work.

Having taken her to Sabbath school, having begun a good work, he wanted it to go on.

It was very hard to speak to Kitty; he didn't know what to say; but all the way down the hill there seemed to ring in his ears the message, "Freely ye have received, freely give." "Kitty," he said at last, "don't you want to be a Christian ?" "I don't know what a Christian is." "But wouldn't you like to love Jesus ?" "How do I know ?" replied Kitty shortly.