shifts the poor are forced to make.'

Then Charles climbed up the ladder, and Giles showed him a little room,
not much larger than a closet, with no furniture in it, but a stump bed
without any hangings, and covered with a coarse, woollen rug. Charles
Grant had never even seen such a bed before, but he was thankful that
he could get any place to sleep in, out of the cold and snow.

Giles helped Charles to undress, for Charles was so helpless he did not
know how to undress himself. When he was going to step into bed, Giles
exclaimed:

'Will you not say your prayers before you go to bed, Master Charles?'

Charles blushed and hung down his head, for he had been so naughty that
he had not said his prayers for a long time past, and had almost
forgotten what his dear mother had taught him; and he told Giles so at
last.

'Dear, dear!' said Giles, 'I never dare go to bed without saying mine.'

Then Charles said: 'I am sorry I have been so naughty as to forget my
prayers; will you teach me yours, and I will never forget them again?'

Then they both knelt down by the side of the little bed, and Giles
taught Charles such prayers as he knew, and Charles went to bed much
happier than he had been for a long time.

Though the bed was hard, and the sheets brown and coarse, Charles was so
weary that he soon fell asleep, and slept so soundly that he did not
awake till it was broad day, and Giles was up and gone to work in the
fields.

When Charles looked round he thought he had never seen such a shabby
room in his life. There was not so much as a chair or table or carpet in
it; he could see all the thatch and the rafters in the roof, for the
chamber was not even ceiled, but showed the thatch and rafters, and, as
I said before, there was not a single article of furniture in the room,
except the bed. How different from the pretty little chamber in which
Charles used to sleep, with the nice white dimity window-curtains and
hangings and mahogany tent-bed, with such comfortable bedding and
handsome white counterpane! However, he now thought himself very
fortunate that he had any roof to shelter him, or any bed, however
homely it might be, on which he could sleep.

He thought he should like to get up and go downstairs, but he had always
been used to have a servant to dress him, and he did not know how to
dress himself, so while he was considering what he should do Giles came
into the chamber. He had returned to get his breakfast, an