We ought to deny ourselves, and make some sacrifices of ease for their good." "You dear old preachy creature!" said Lillie.

"How good you must be! But, really, I haven't the smallest vocation to be a missionary,--not the smallest.

I can't think of any thing that would induce me to take a long, hot ride in the sun, and to sit in that stived-up room with those common creatures." John looked grave.

"Lillie," he said, "you shouldn't speak of any of your fellow-beings in that heartless way." "Well now, if you are going to scold me, I'm sure I don't want to go.
I'm sure, if everybody that stays at home, and has comfortable times, Sundays, instead of going out on missions, is heartless, there are a good many heartless people in the world." "I beg your pardon, my darling.

I didn't mean, dear, that _you_ were heartless, but that what you said _sounded_ so.