“I suppose it is, the way I tell it,” Edith candidly admitted. “Let us go and get mamma to tell you, the way she told me.”
Marty willingly agreed, and they went into the sitting-room where Mrs. Howell was sewing.
CHAPTER II.
WHAT MRS. HOWELL TOLD THEM.
“Mamma,” cried Edith, “I've been trying to tell Marty about tenths and offerings, and why I give my money that way, but I can't do it so that she can understand. Wont you tell her, and show her some of the verses you showed me?”
“Good-morning, Marty,” said Mrs. Howell pleasantly to the little girl who ran to kiss her. “What is it you don't understand?”
“I don't quite understand why the Jews gave tenths, nor why Edith has to do what the Jews did.”