“She’s been asleep ever since six o’clock.”

“I hope you don’t find her very much trouble.  That all comes upon you, while we have the benefit of the money.”

“I don’t think of that, Timothy.  She is a sweet child, and I love her almost as much as if she were my own.  As for Jack, he perfectly idolizes her.”

“And how does Aunt Rachel look upon her?”

“I am afraid she will never be a favorite with Rachel.”

“Rachel never took to children much.  It isn’t her way.  Now, Mary, while you are sewing, I will read you the news.”

CHAPTER VI.

What the envelope contained.

The card which had been handed to Timothy Crump contained the name of Thomas Merriam,——­Wall Street.  Punctually at twelve, the cooper reported himself at the counting-room, and received a cordial welcome from the merchant.

“I am glad to see you,” he said.  “I will come to business at once, as I am particularly engaged this morning.  Is there any way in which I can serve you?”

“Not unless you can procure me a situation, sir.”

“I think you told me you were a cooper.”

“Yes sir.”

“Does this yield you a good support?”

“In good times it pays me two dollars a day.  Lately it has been depressed, and for a time paid me but a dollar and a half.”

“When do you anticipate its revival?”

“That is uncertain.  It may be some months first.”

“And, in the mean time, you are willing to undertake some other employment?”

“Yes, sir.  I have no objection to any honest employment.”

Mr. Merriam reflected a moment.

“Just at present,” he said, “I have nothing to offer except the post of porter.  If that will suit you, you can enter upon the duties to-morrow.”

“I shall be very glad to take it, sir.  Anything is better than idleness.”

“Your compensation shall be the same that you have been accustomed to earn by your trade,—­two dollars a day.”

“I only received that in the best times,” said Timothy, conscientiously.

“Your services will be worth it.  I will expect you, then, to-morrow morning at eight.  You are married, I suppose?”

“Yes, sir.  I am blessed with a good wife.”

“I am glad of that.  Stay a moment.”

The merchant went to his desk, and presently returned with a scaled envelope.

“Give that to your wife,” he said.

The interview terminated, and the cooper went home, quite elated by his success.  His present engagement would enable him to bridge over the dull time, and save him from incurring debt, of which he had a just horror.

“Just in time,” said Mrs. Crump.  “We’ve got an apple-pudding to-day.”

“You haven’t forgotten what I like, Mary.”

“There’s no knowing how long you will be able to afford puddings,” said Aunt Rachel.  “To my mind it’s extravagant to have meat and pudding both, when a month hence you may be in the poor-house.”