"Very quieting. My brother feared it was only the novelty, but sister was encouraged to try it again."
[CHAPTER III.]
THE ORANGES.
"Do you know, my love, who made you?"
"Yes, mamma; God made me and Berty and all the folks."
"And what did he make you for, Ida?"
"I don't know, mamma."
"He made you and all his creatures, to be good, and to do good."
"I'm good now, mamma; I don't kick any." And Ida looked the picture of self-complacence.
"Yes, dear, no one can be better than you, when you try; but I am sorry to say you don't always try. Do you know the good God in the sky looks down upon you then, and is very much displeased?"