She wept at parting with her parents, but even then she whispered in her mother’s ear thanks for the early lessons she had received, and added, ’But for these I might never have learned true self-denial, and might have preferred my dear home to the service of my Master.’

Effie loved her home sincerely, but she loved her Saviour who gave it to her better, and she will have her reward.

And now, my little readers, I have not told you this story simply to amuse you, although I should like to see you interested in its perusal, but I had a better object.

It is not enough that you should see your own faults, and try to mend them yourself; neither is it enough that you should pray, ’lead us not into temptation;’ but you must ‘watch and pray’ also, always remembering that however pleasant and beautiful this world is, there is a brighter and a better, where little children and old men may equally sit down together in happiness, having one God and one Father.