But she begged to have him, and Mr.
Wannamaker consented.

She was a wealthy young lady, surrounded with all the luxuries of life.
The boy went to her class, and for several Sundays he behaved himself
and broke no rule. But one Sunday he broke one; and, in reply to
something she said, spit in her face. She took out her pocket-
handkerchief and wiped her face, but she said nothing. Well, she thought
upon a plan, and she said to him; "John,"--we will call him
John,--"John, come home with me." "No," says he, "I won't; I won't be
seen on the streets with you." She was fearful of losing him altogether
if he went out of the school that day, and she said to him, "Will you
let me walk home with you?" "No; I won't," said he, "I won't be seen on
the street with you." Then she thought upon another plan. She thought on
the "Old Curiosity Shop," and she said, "I won't be at home tomorrow or
Tuesday, but if you will come round to the front door on Wednesday
morning there will be a little bundle for you." "I don't want it; you
may keep your own bundle." She went home, but made the bundle up. She
thought that curiosity might make him come.

Wednesday morning arrived and he had got over his mad fit, and thought
he would just like to see what was in that bundle. The little fellow
knocked at the door, which was opened, and he told his story. She said:
"Yes; here is the bundle." The boy opened it and found a vest and a coat
and other clothing, and a little note written by the young lady, which
read something like this:

"DEAR JOHNNIE:--Ever since you have been in my class I have prayed for
you every morning and evening, that you might be a good boy and I want
you to stop in my class. Do not leave me."

The next morning, before she was up, the servant came to her and said
there was a little boy below who wished to see her. She dressed hastily,
and went downstairs, and found Johnnie on the sofa weeping. She put her
arms around his neck, and he said to her, "My dear teacher, I have not
had any peace since I got this note from you. I want you to forgive me."
"Won't you let me pray for you to come to Jesus?" replied the teacher.
And she went down on her knees and prayed. And now Mr. Wananamaker says
that boy is the best boy in his Sunday-school. And so it was love that
broke that boy's heart.

AFFLICTION.

A Child Visits Abraham Lincoln, and Saves the Life of a Condemned Soldier.

During the war I remember a young man, not twenty, w