ge of two of them, and more, if the rest do not find
homes--Fanny and Tommy shall become my children."

"And I will take another girl then," said Mr Landon; "and the poor
infant, my daughter will nurse it."

"I will take a boy," said Mr Sudbury.

Thus the children were quickly disposed of among some of the kindest and
best of the people in the settlement. The orphans became really and
truly their children, and were treated in no respects differently.
There was nothing uncommon in this. The same thing is done in all parts
of the province, and those who thus protect the orphans seldom fail to
receive a blessing on their homes. Fanny and Tommy soon learned to look
on Mr and Mrs Hale as their parents, and to render them the same
obedience and affection that they would have done had they really been
so.

STORY THREE, CHAPTER 8.

No one finds settling in a new country all smooth work; and if a man
cannot look ahead and think of what his labour is sure to produce, he
will often be very much down-hearted. Some people give up when, if they
had held on, they would have succeeded at last. Michael Hale was not
one of the give-in sort. The winter in Canada lasts a long time, but
most people who have plenty to do like it very much. Michael Hale's
public room was a good large one, and as soon as the day's work was
over, and supper eaten, he set everybody to doing something or other.
The girls had always plenty to do to spin and knit and sew. The boys,
too, learned to knit, so that they could knit their own stockings.
There was a hand-loom weaver among the settlers, and from him David
learned to weave what his sisters spun. From this time, except a little
calico, there was very little in the way of clothing the family had to
buy. Tony learned cobbling, and, in time, to make shoes. Rob was a
first-rate carpenter. The younger boys helped their brothers. Those
were pleasant evenings, as they sat round the blazing fire which made
amends for the poor light of the tallow lamps.

One evening Rob and David had to go out to look after one of the cows
which was sick. They did not much like leaving the cozy fireside for
the freezing night air. "It must be done though," said Rob; "come
along, David." No sooner did they open the door than they heard a
strange squeaking from the pig-sty, which, they had wisely built at some
little distance from the house. It was a bitter night. They stopped an
instant to listen, and in t