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 went off and didn't attend to the dinner, and it boiled over and filled mother's room with smoke, which set her to coughing; and in trying to stop the steam, I dropped the great, heavy potato kettle, and scalded me so dreadfully."

"Ah, Nattie, I know the whole story from a safer tongue than yours," responded the sister, sadly. "It grieves me much to think of the harm which your willful disobedience has occasioned. I hope that this will be a warning to you, and that, henceforth, as long as mother lives, you will do her bidding. If you mind no one else, Nattie, do mind your dying mother, so that when she is gone you may not have to regret your unkindness to her."

Nattie put on a most sullen, angry look, and turned spitefully away from her sister. Susan returned to the sick-room, leaving Nattie to nurse her wrath alone. No sooner was the little girl thus left, than she rose from her seat and ran out of doors. Bridget, entering the kitchen a moment