d up? Another
trough, I take it. Let's have a look at the treasure,' and as he spoke
he reached towards the bundle.

But Philip would not part with it. 'No,' he said firmly. 'Sir
Christopher set me the task, and he shall be the first to see it.'

Before long Sir Christopher appeared, and, seeing the boy standing
humbly waiting by the gate, he called to him, and, taking the bundle
from Philip's hands, slowly unwound the wrapping. There, to the very
life, was a fat old sow, with nine little piglings grouped about her in
every possible attitude.

Sir Christopher looked long at the group, saying never a word, whilst
poor Philip grew hot and cold with terror. He hardly knew if his work
were good or bad; he only knew that he had put all his heart into it,
and tried to do his very best.

At last the great man spoke.

'It is good! very good!' he said firmly. 'I will keep it and give you a
guinea for it, and I engage you, young man, to work on this building.
Attend at my office to-morrow forenoon.'

Philip bowed low; his heart was too full to speak, and Sir Christopher
continued:

'I fear I did you some injustice a little time back, and for this I am
sorry; but a great national work is entrusted to my care, and it is my
duty to see that no part of the work falls into unskilful hands.'

* * * * *

So the country lad, Philip Wood of Sudbury, accomplished his ambition,
and found regular work on St. Paul's Cathedral.

Those people who care to study the old parchments, still preserved, on
which the building accounts of the Cathedral are kept, may read that
large sums of money were from time to time paid to Philip Wood (or
Haylittle as he was called after his marriage, when he took his wife's
name), 'for carved work in the cathedral church of St. Paul.'

S. CLARENDON.

THE TWO DOLLS.

I have a doll, an old, old doll,
The playmate of many years;
I've danced around with her in my smiles,
And hugged her tight in my tears.

And I've a doll, a new, new doll,
'Twas given me yesterday;
Dressed out in silk and beautiful lace,
Ever so bonny and gay.

One is battered and scratched and grey,
The other has hair like gold;
But much as I love the new, new doll,
Better I love the old.

GEMMAL RINGS.

Rings, from a time very far back, have been worn as ornaments on the
hands, and given by people to each other as tokens