r grandmother and her little ones?

Miss Darwell, in one way, was as much indulged as Mr. Burke's children,
but of course she was not allowed to be rude and vulgar; therefore, if
her manners were better than those of the little Burkes, it was only
what might be expected; but, happily for her, she had been provided
with a truly pious and otherwise a very excellent governess, a widow
lady, of the name of Colvin; but Mrs. Colvin seldom appeared in the
drawing-room.

Mr. Darwell was proud of his little girl; he thought her very pretty
and very elegant, and he wanted to show her off before Mr. Fairchild,
who he knew had some little girls of his own; so before Mr. Fairchild
took leave, he called her to him, and said:

"Ellen, my dear, speak to this gentleman, and tell him that you should
be glad to see his daughters, the Misses Fairchild; they are about your
age, and, as I am told, are such ladies as would please you to be
acquainted with."

The little lady rose immediately, and came forward; she gave her hand
to Mr. Fairchild, and turning to her father:

"May I," she said, "ask the Misses Fairchild to come to my feast upon
my birthday?"

"You may, my love," was the answer.

"Then I will write a note," she said; and Mr. Fairchild saw that the
pretty waxen doll could sparkle and blush, and look as happy as his own
children often did.

She ran out of the room, and a minute afterwards came back with a neat
little packet in her hand. There was more in it than a note, but she
asked Mr. Fairchild to put it into his pocket, and not look at it.

Mr. Fairchild smiled and thanked her, and at that very moment other
morning visitors were brought in, and took up the attention of Mr. and
Mrs. Darwell.

Mr. Fairchild was rising, when the little girl, bending forward to him,
said in a low voice:

"I heard what you said, sir, about those poor little children, and I
will try to help them."

How pleasant was it to Mr. Fairchild to hear those words from that fair
little lady! And he came away quite delighted with her, and pleased
with Mr. Darwell.

He found Mr. Burke in his gig at the gates, with the horse's head
turned towards home.

As they were driving back, Mr. Fairchild spoke of Miss Darwell, and
said how very much he had been pleased with her.

Mr. Burke said that "she was a wonder of a child, considering how she
was indulged, and that she seemed to have no greater pleasure than in
doing good to the poor, especially to