ne of
them, the young lady, sent her a pretty little gold ring with a blue
stone in it, and a little note containing these words:

"For the dear little girl, who had the courage to bear a great pain
nobly."

Emily was very much pleased with this little present; it was so
unexpected. She could not find out who had sent it to her.

I hope all the little boys and girls will read this story with
attention, and when they go to the dentist's they will think of Emily,
and try to imitate her good conduct.

[Illustration: James putting his father's wig on the poor boy's head.]

THE WIG.

Julia and her brother James were very early, one cold winter morning,
sitting in the basement. They were not wicked children, but they were
very thoughtless, and sometimes they did a great deal of mischief.

I am afraid they were doing mischief now, for Julia was sitting by the
window, cutting up Mamma's apron to make a dress for her doll; and James
was kneeling on the rug, pulling pieces of worsted out of it and
throwing them into the fire, and seemed very much amused as he watched
them rolling about and curling up with the heat.

While they were thus employed, two children passed the window.

"Only look, brother," said Julia, "at these poor children. How cold they
must be! see, the little boy has no hat on, and his toes are coming out
of his shoes, and the little girl's frock is all ragged."

"Let us call them in," said James, "and they can warm themselves by the
fire."

As James said this, he tapped on the window, and the little children
came to the basement door. James ran and opened the door, and said,
"Come in, poor children, and warm yourselves." He placed his own and his
sister's little chair for them by the fire, and then Julia and he went
into a corner of the room to consult together what they should give
them, to make them warm.

Now the Father of these children had had the misfortune to lose his
hair, and he was obliged to wear a wig. Every night, when he went to
bed, he used to take off his wig, and hang it upon a nail in his
dressing-room, and put on a white night-cap with a long tassel at the
end of it.

The morning that I am telling about, he was not yet up, as it was very
early; and the wig was hanging on the nail, as I have told you.

James looked at the poor little boy. He saw that his ears were very red
with the cold, and he said to his sister, "I will go up stairs, and find
something to put on his h