Miss Daisy, hadn't you better--" "How do you know, June ?" "I have heard so--it's in the Bible--it will be when the Lord comes." "Do you like to think of it, June ?" The child's searching eyes were upon her.

The woman half laughed, half answered, and turning aside, broke down and burst into tears.
"What's the matter, June ?" said Daisy, coming nearer and speaking awedly; for it was startling to see that stony face give way to anything but its habitual formal smile.

But the woman recovered herself almost immediately, and answered as usual: "It's nothing, Miss Daisy." She always spoke as if everything about her was "nothing" to everybody else.
"But, June," said Daisy tenderly, "why do you feel bad about it ?" "I shouldn't, I s'pose," said the woman desperately, answering because she was obliged to answer; "I hain't no right to feel so--if I felt ready." "How can one be ready, June?
that is what I want to know.

Aren't you ready ?" "Do, don't, Miss Daisy!--the Lord have mercy upon us!" said June under her breath, wrought up to great excitement, and unable to bear the look of the child's soft grey eyes.

"Why don't ye ask your papa about them things?
he can tell ye." Alas, Daisy's lips were sealed.