Alick watched with some amusement the patronizing air which mingled with her affability, and perhaps added to her consequence with those who could not appreciate the higher beauty of simplicity of manner.  Lucy could not repress a slight feeling of annoyance at seeing how easily her cousin won her way, and how far her more adventitious advantages threw into the shade her own real exertions for the pleasure of those around her.  Not that the exertions had been prompted by a desire for praise; but she was not yet unselfish enough to be satisfied that they had gained the desired end, although not fully appreciated by those for whom they had been made.  The difference between the cousins was, that Lucy liked approbation, when she did what was right for its own sake, while Stella’s conduct was chiefly prompted by the desire of admiration.

“Lucy,” said Stella, coming up to her during the afternoon, “do you see that ridiculous imitation of my dress that Nancy Parker has on?  I suppose she wanted to be dressed just like me; but I’m glad I wore a different one to-day.”  Yet, though Stella professed some annoyance, she was secretly a little flattered at Nancy’s thus recognising her as a leader of fashion.

Alick and Harry were invaluable aids in promoting the enjoyment of the boys, as was Fred also in his quieter way.  Towards the close of the afternoon Mr. Raymond appeared, and, after a pleasant greeting interchanged with his older parishioners present, the children assembled in the centre of the ground to listen to a few kind and earnest words from their pastor.  He took as his subject the “remembering their Creator in the days of their youth;” and after reminding them to whom they owed the innocent pleasures which had been provided for them, he spoke earnestly of the Creator and Redeemer they were to “remember,” to whom they should now bring their young hearts, that He might take them and make them His.  The sunshine of His gracious presence would, he said, hallow and sweeten their joyous hours, and be a stay and support even when the “evil days” should come, and all other sources of happiness should fail them.  His address was not so long as to weary even the most impatient, and when it was concluded, the children stood up and sang a hymn, which, to Nelly’s great delight, was her favourite—­“I lay my sins on Jesus.”  Then, after Mr. Raymond had briefly asked a blessing on the food of which they were about to partake, and the intercourse they had had, and were still to have, the children quietly dispersed into little groups, and sat down on the grass to enjoy the good things that were liberally provided for them.

The distribution kept the assistants busy, and some care had to be exercised lest too large a share of the cakes should be appropriated by some of the more greedy,—­alas that there should be such among Sunday-school children!  Nelly Connor had seldom had a treat in her life, but she would not for the world have taken one cake more than her share, or have hidden one away in her pocket, as she saw some better-dressed children doing.