"Mother doesn't mind what I do."
"You see," Miss Bertha went on, "when our Saviour came into the world, He was always kind and good to the poor. He wants us to be like Him."
Christina nodded.
"I'll begin to-morrow. I shall love it. I'll take them all something in turn."
Then after a moment's silence she said sorrowfully.
"God must be very disappointed with me."
"No, I don't think so, darling. It has never been explained to you, and as it is, it is a difficult subject. Little children have to be taught not to give too much, that is as bad as too little, but what I should like you to feel is that the rich and poor are meant to be real friends, and they can both help and teach each other."
"I'm sure Susy could teach me a lot of things," said Christina thoughtfully; "she knows how to cook and mend her father's shirts, she told me so."
"And perhaps you could teach her about God's love to her, and how the Lord Jesus Christ has died for her."
"Don't you think she knows about that?" Christina asked in an awed whisper.