“Oh!  I can take care of Reuben, and yet have plenty of time for myself, nurse, I am sure,” said Marten.

“That’s according,” answered nurse, “for if you are always giving your company to this little one here, and she patted Reuben on the back, he will keep you smartly to it whenever he is awake, I promise you.  Won’t you, my pet?  Are you not a weary little fellow, darling?” she added, as she stooped to kiss him, “that is when you can get folks to be wearied with you.”

“No, nurse,” answered the child stoutly;—­“no—­me not weary—­me not tired—­me don’t want to go to bed.”

“Bless your pretty tongue,” exclaimed nurse; “but here, take this parsley to cook, and say it is the finest double parsley I can find, there’s a darling.”

As Reuben ran away on his errand, nurse addressed herself to Marten in a kind motherly manner, for nurse was not a young woman, and she was also a pious one.  “Master Marten,” she said, “I am sure you will be kind to the little one—­you always are—­for I must say you are one of the very best brothers I know, and that is saying a deal for you—­for I believe there are many good brothers and sisters in the world, and yet, pardon your old nurse, young master, when she tells you you are doing wrong, though I think your intention is good.  Look to your own heart, master Marten, and ask yourself why are you dragging this poor child after you to Mr. Jameson’s.  I was in the room with Missis when she was speaking to you the day before she left, and I heard what she said about temptation, and how we are tempted every hour in the day.  You did not believe her, master Marten, and you do not believe her now, and you are going to try temptation to the very utmost, and you think you will stand it, and I know you won’t, for I remember what my dear lady said, that no one can resist temptation in their own strength.  This is the reason why I don’t like my baby to go with you, but if you, my dear young master, will just think over what your mamma said, and ask for the approval of your Saviour and the direction of his Holy Spirit in all things—­why then, as I said before, I will trust my darling with you any where, for I know that you love him dearly, and would not willingly hurt a hair of his precious little head.”

“Nurse,” exclaimed Marten indignantly, “one would imagine I had been very unkind to Reuben whilst mamma has been away; now I don’t think it is fair, and if I were to leave my brother at home and stay out a couple of days enjoying myself, papa and mamma might both justly think I had neglected him; No, I have undertaken the care of him till their return, and I mean to fulfil my undertaking:  and I must say, unless you have any unkindness to charge me with, I consider you have no business to speak to me as you have done.”  And Marten walked away with a heart determined to resist the wise advice of nurse.