ou are not angry with me now, papa?"

"No, darling, not in the very least; you are entirely forgiven. And now I
want you to go back to your bed, and try to get a good night's sleep, and
be ready to come to me in the morning. So good-night, my pet, my precious
one. God bless and keep my darling. May He ever cause His face to shine
upon you, and give you peace."

He held her to his heart a moment, then let her go: and she glided back
to her room, and laid her head on her pillow to sleep sweetly, and dream
happy dreams of her father's love and tenderness.

She was with him again the next morning, an hour before it was time for
the breakfast-bell to ring, sitting on his knee beside the open window,
chatting and laughing as gleefully as the birds were singing on the trees
outside.

"What do you think of this?" he asked, laying an open jewel-case in her
lap.

She looked down, and there, contrasting so prettily with the dark blue
velvet lining, lay a beautiful gold chain and a tiny gold watch set with
pearls all around its edge.

"Oh, papa!" she cried, "is it for me?"

"Yes, my pet. Do you like it?"

"Indeed I do, papa! it is just as lovely as it can be!" she said, taking
it up and turning it about in her hands. "It looks like mamma's, only
brighter, and newer; and this is a different kind of chain from hers."

"Yes, that is entirely new; but the watch is the one she wore. It is an
excellent one, and I have had it put in order for her daughter to wear.
I think you are old enough to need it now, and to take proper care of
it."

"I shall try to, indeed. Dear, darling mamma! I would rather have her
watch than any other," she murmured, a shade of tender sadness coming
over her face for a moment. Then, looking up brightly, "Thank you, papa,"
she said, giving him a hug and a kiss; "it was so kind in you to do it.
Was that what you went to the city for yesterday?"

"It was my principal errand there."

"And now how sorry and ashamed I should be if I had taken advantage of
your absence to eat all sorts of good things."

"I think we are never sorry for doing our duty," her father said, softly
stroking her hair, "and I think, too, that my little girl quite deserves
the watch."

"And I'm _so_ glad to have it!" she cried, holding it up, and gazing at
it with a face full of delight. "I must run and show it to Sophy!"

She was getting down from his knee; but he drew her back. "Wait a little,
daughter; I have something to t