hair, bright eyes, and
a complexion fair and clear. She is neat and orderly in her habits,
and is very gentle and mild in her manners. Her musical laugh
sometimes rings through the house like a sweet melody. It is so
contagious that you would laugh yourself to hear it.

Ella is obedient, and needs as little care as any child I ever knew.
Her father is living, but she has no mother, and Ella lives with a
Mrs. Lindsley, who has three daughters, two of them older and one
younger than Ella. She is much attached to this lady, and feels
perfectly at home in her house.

Ella's mother was in feeble health several years before her death.
Ella was her constant companion, and nothing gave her more pleasure
than to wait upon her and do all in her power to relieve her
sufferings and make her more comfortable. Mrs. Russell said her
daughter was an excellent nurse, although she was not more than seven
or eight years old. It shows how much even small children can do for
the comfort of their invalid friends, if they really try. It is very
gratifying to a mother to have a child so careful and thoughtful, and
Ella and her mother loved each other more and more every day. Mrs.
Russell's disease was consumption, and she could not be restored to
health. Poor Ella, how lonely she felt when her mother died! She was
young to know so much sorrow.

Ella's home is not far from the city. Her father often goes there, and
frequently sends her some delicacy which he knows she would relish--a
box of early strawberries, or a basket of plums or peaches, or
whatever fruit may be in season. Mr. Russell is exceedingly generous,
and he expects his little daughter to divide the fruit with the family
where she has found so excellent a home.

Ella, good child as she is in most respects, has one sad fault. She is
selfish. When she receives any rarity she would prefer to eat it
herself, just as the chickens do when they have found a nice tit-bit.
It is really a trial to her that she cannot eat a whole basket of
peaches before they would spoil! Indeed, one day, after receiving such
a present, she said to a person in the family, "I wish my father would
not send so many. I like it better when I have only a small basket,
and can keep it in my own room."

At one time Mr. Russell sent a basket of peaches to Mrs. Lindsley.
Ella was not at home. She had gone out to make a call on some of her
friends. She heard this basket had been sent, and hastened back as
soon a