will be well rewarded in the next world.  Olive, as I have already said, is not a very large woman.  She is good and honest, like her husband, and goes to church with him as a wife should.  Her hair is dark brown, eyes grey, complexion pale and slightly freckled.  Although not as beautiful as Jane, nor at any time as sulky as Esther can be, she has those motherly traits of character which command respect.  Being older than her sisters she is looked up to by them for advice when they think they need it, and consolation when they are in sorrow.  Olive’s wise little head is sure to give the right advice at the right time, and in the family of the cottage her word is law.  I do not mean to say that she rules her husband.  No!  Dan is far from being a hen-pecked man, but, as two heads are always better than one, Dan often takes her advice and profits by it.

Such is the cottage and household of honest Dan Teed.

To-day is cool and pleasant.  The hour is nearly twelve noon—­the hour for dinner in the cottage.  Esther is seated on the parlor floor playing with George to keep him from running out in the hot sun.  Willie is out in the yard near the stable tormenting a poor hen, who has had a log of wood tied to one of her legs by Olive to prevent her from setting in the cow’s stall; but master Willie seems to think she has been tied so that he may have a good time banging her over the head with a small club, which he is doing in a way that means business.  Suddenly his mother comes out of the kitchen, and after soundly boxing his ears, sends him howling into the house, much to the relief of the poor hen who has just fallen over with exhaustion and fright, but upon finding her tormentor gone is soon herself again.  Presently Olive hears Dan at the gate, and comes to the front door to meet him and tell him that dinner is almost ready, remarking that he cannot guess what she has for dessert.  Honest Dan replies that no matter what it is he is hungry and will eat it, for he has been working hard.  So in he goes to wash his hands and face at the wash-stand in the kitchen.

Jane is coming down the street.  Esther, who is seated on a chair with George on her lap, sees her sister from the bay window in the parlor.  Jane has a position in Mr. Jas. P. Dunlap’s establishment, and goes to her work every morning at seven o’clock.  As soon as Esther sees Jane she takes George up in her arms and runs in to tell Olive that Jane is coming, and suggests that dinner be served at once, for she feels hungry.  So Olive, with Esther’s assistance, puts the dinner on the table, and they all sit down to enjoy the meal, and a good substantial meal it is; plenty of beef-steak and onions, plenty of hot mashed potatoes, plenty of boiled cabbage, and an abundance of home made bread and fresh butter made that very morning from the rich cream of Dan’s red cow.  Little George, who is seated in his high chair at his mother’s right hand, commences to kick the bottom of the table in such a vigorous