“It came from everybody,” laughed Gerry tremulously.  “Lots of people helped.  And it’s yours, I tell you, to live in as long as you want to, you and the children.  Don’t you see, dear?”

Little Mrs. Jimson dropped down suddenly in the middle of the shining floor.

“Oh, my land! my land!” she sobbed, rocking to and fro.  “I never knew there was such folks in the world.  I feel just as if I’d got into one o’ the many mansions!”

Mother Brace patted the bent shoulders gently.

“You have,” she said, her voice catching, “into one He’s been preparing for you.  Only instead of angels He used a lot of warm, loving human hands to do it with.”

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“I SHALL NOT WANT”

“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.”

I shall not want food.  “I am the bread of life.  He that cometh to Me shall never hunger.”

I shall not want drink.  “If any man thirsteth let him come unto me and drink.”

I shall not want rest.  “Come unto Me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

I shall not want guidance.  “I am the way; no man cometh unto the Father but by Me.”

I shall not want companionship.  “I have called you friends.”  “Lo, I am with you always.”

I shall not want joy.  “These things have I spoken unto you that My joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.”

I shall not want honor.  “If any man serve me, him will My Father honor.”

[Illustration:  “We shall find plenty to do to-day.”]

HOW DOROTHY HELPED THE ANGEL

Two angels met one misty morning in one of the Lanes of Light:  one, the Angel of Encouragement; the other, the Angel of the Rainbow, who brightens things up generally.

“We shall find plenty to do to-day, companion,” remarked the latter; “things are looking rather gloomy.”

“Ah!” said the Angel of Encouragement, “how blessed are we who carry heaven’s sunlight ever with us, and ever round us!”

And then they parted.

The Angel of Encouragement entered a house where a young girl was trying to light a fire.  A gray, weary day stretched in front of her, and the tears would come.  Some girls of her age were still at school.  She was a girl with ambitions; many a rosy castle of fancy had been built by her, but built only to vanish.

[Illustration:  “Encourage somebody.”]

The angel bent over her, and whispered:  “Try to encourage somebody to-day.”  And thinking it was her own inner self that had spoken, she answered, “Yes, perhaps that is the wise way after all.”

Directly breakfast was over a postcard had to be taken to the letter box for mother.  The angel’s thought had brought a bright light into the girl’s face.  A little fellow was coming towards her, and he was crying; the school bell had awakened fears.  Instantly her arm was round his neck.