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 ous in her attendance, and seemed, by a sort of instinct, to find her way to what she wanted.

"Have you no one but this pretty little girl to assist you in waiting on your guests?" was the natural question.

"None, sir; I dwell alone, like the widow of Zarephthah. Few guests come to this puir place; and I haena custom eneugh to hire servants. I had anes twa fine sons that lookit after a' thing—But God gives and takes away—His name be praised !" she continued, turning her clouded eyes towards Heaven—"I was anes better off, that is, worldly speaking, even since I lost them; but that was before this last change."

"Indeed! But you are a presbyterian, good mother?"

"I am, sir; praised be the light that shewed me the right way," replied the landlady.

"Then, I should have thought the Re-