"You must tell her how much we miss her, Mrs.Lane." "Ah, that we do," murmured Mrs.Hardcastle.

"My knitting has been at a standstill ever since the poor dear child's misfortune.

I have been so thankful her hands were spared.

There's always some cause for gratitude in every evil, after all." "That's one way of looking at it," said Mrs.Lane, turning up the lamp and drawing her work-basket nearer.

"The Lord make us thankful for all our mercies, but a misfortune's a misfortune, and I don't know as we're called upon to look at it as any thing else.