And why was his frame of mind so changed?  Why did he view the deception as less repulsive than at first?  The reason is easily told:  he had relaxed his watchfulness in adhering to the path of duty, and although careful still to say the prayer taught him by those whose memory was as vividly dear as ever, it was more the form of words than the heart-prompted petition.  Alas! the poisonous influence around him was beginning to tell, and he would soon throw off the only armour that could shield him from the temptations of the wicked, or guard against the more insidious attacks of his own deceiving and deceitful heart.  He was not more happy, although in liking Jem Taylor better he had become more, reckless, and listened to his advice more patiently than at first; and although he still prayed, “Lead me not into temptation, but deliver me from evil,” he did not take in its spiritual meaning, and forgot the Saviour’s injunction to “watch” as well as “pray.”

But God, who knows all man’s weakness, and whose mercy exceeds even man’s sin, raised up at this time a friend for the desolate boy—­it seemed as though to preserve him from the peril with which he was menaced.  There were but one or two of the neighbours who ever visited the Walters, for the master was too surly and the mistress too penurious to exchange hospitality with any one.  The tailor, next door, could come but seldom, as he was always busy; but the watchman of that district, who lived but a few doors distant, and whose wife sold Mrs. Walters milk, came more frequently than the tailor, and as he was a conversable man and understood politics, Walters was rather glad of his coming than otherwise.  Will was generally sent for the milk, and his pale face and dejected look awakened the sympathies of this honest and God-fearing couple.  They soon learned that he was an orphan, and Thomas Burton, the good watchman, having noticed the harsh treatment he received, and not at all ignorant of Jem Taylor’s character, and the danger he was in of being led astray, determined to watch over him, and, if possible, prevent his being ruined.  He therefore encouraged him in every way he could, and the gleams of sunlight his kindness and sympathy shed on the dark path of the orphan boy, showed that he was no stranger to that “charity” which, taught by the gospel, “never faileth,” and is “kind.”

After the first temptation to falsehood, William had avoided Jem Taylor as much as possible; but now, in consequence of his “consenting to be enticed to sin,” he rather shunned the good Burtons, and took more pleasure in listening to the slang of the shop than in his own thoughts.  He suffered his mind to dwell on the advice given him in relation to the price of the shoes and the shilling, and grieved over the loss of both, until he no longer considered that keeping the price of the shoes would have been a dishonest act.  He began to be of Jem’s opinion, that he had shown himself a blockhead, and