n her husband's heart, first to
his Saviour, and then to his wife and children; and that, in
the meantime, he would give her patience. She, knelt down
this time to pour out her heart in thanksgiving and praise.
The pleasant tones of her husband's voice called her from her
knees.

George Manly told his wife that evening, after the children
were gone to bed, that when he saw what the pence of the poor
could do towards keeping up a fine house, and dressing out
the landlord's wife and daughters; and when he thought of his
own hard-working, uncomplaining Susan, and his children in
want, and almost in rags, while he was sitting drinking, and
drinking, night after night, more like a beast than a man,
destroying his own manly strength, and the fine health God
had given him, he was so struck with sorrow and shame, that
he seemed to come to himself at last. He made his
determination, from that hour, never again to put the
intoxicating glass to his lips, and he hoped he made it in
dependence upon God for grace and strength to keep it.

It was more than a year after Mrs. Crowder, of the
Punch-bowl, had first missed a regular customer from her
house, and when she had forgotten to express her wonder as to
what could have become of the good-looking carpenter that
generally spent his earnings there, and drank and spent his
money so freely--

"There, get on as fast as you can, dears; run, girls, and
don't stop for me, your beautiful dresses will be quite
spoilt; never mind me, for my levantine is a French silk, and
won't spot."

These words were screamed out as loud as her haste would
permit, by Mrs. Crowder, who was accompanying her daughters,
one Sunday evening, to the tea-gardens.

She was answered by Miss Lucy, "You know, ma, we can't run,
for our shoes are so tight."

"Then turn into one of these houses, dears," said the mother,
who was bustling forward as fast as she could.

"No, indeed," replied the other daughter, who found time to
curl her lip with disdain, notwithstanding her haste and her
distress, "I'll not set a foot in such filthy hovels."

"Well, dears, here is a comfortable, tidy place," cried the
mother at length, as they hastened forward; "here I'll enter,
nor will I stir till the rain is over; come in, girls, come
in. You might eat off thes