"How good God is, raising up friends for me on every side!"
"Good by, Mary, for the present. I shall expect to see you very soon in one of the nice beds at the Home for the Sick."
[CHAPTER X.]
A RAY OF HOPE.
THE family were all seated at the tea-table when Mr. Angus came in from the street. He apologized for being behind time by saying that a parishioner had sent for him, and it was a longer walk than he expected. His countenance bore marks of excitement, but he entered into conversation with the others, and seemed desirous of averting attention from himself.
After family prayer, which directly followed supper, he rose as though he was going to retire when Ethel caught his hand, saying,—
"My Marion is going to sing a hymn before I go to bed. Please stay and hear it."
Marion had already commenced, and, without noticing who was near her, went through the hymn.
"We give thee but thine own,
Whate'er the gift may be,