"Good-morning!" The old lady smiled invitingly at the child, who stood there with flushed cheeks and happy brown eyes. "Did you want something of me, dear?" "Yes'm," replied Marjorie, catching her breath, "I want to adopt you!" "To adopt me! Why, dear child, what do you mean?" "I want to adopt you for my grandma. You see, I haven't even one grandma and some little girls have two. I don't think that's fair, do you?" "No, really that doesn't seem fair," answered the old lady, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I'm lonesome without a grandma, and I thought maybe you hadn't any grand-children, or even if you had some, p'raps you wouldn't mind having one more. So I came over to adopt you--that is--if you please!" Quickly the twinkle left the old lady's eyes and she put her arm close around Marjorie. "You dear child!" she exclaimed, "of course you can adopt me. I haven't a grandchild in the whole world but even if there were a dozen of them, I'd still have room in my heart for you!" "We cannot be free from unkind words unless we are free from unkind feelings." THE FIVE CASTAWAYS. BY COE HAYNE. When Lena Stuart sprained her ankle the doctor told her that she could not walk on it for at least ten days. "Just think, mamma, ten whole days!" she cried in despair. "But the time will pass quickly if you make up your mind to be cheerful," said Mother Stuart. "But I cannot go to the picnic to-morrow," said Lena sadly. "And just think! it was a picnic that I helped to plan for." "But you can watch the children as they play their games on the island," said Mother Stuart. "Why, sure enough!" exclaimed Lena. "I can see them as they cross in Cousin Rob's boat, right from our front windows. I hadn't thought of that." Just then a fine black spaniel ran up to Lena and pushed his nose against her hand. "And I have you, Waggy, to keep me company," said Lena more cheerfully as she stroked the silky ears of the dog. "And, mamma, isn't it lucky that I taught Waggy to go to the post office for the mail and to the market for meat?" "Very lucky for me," laughed Mother Stuart. "That will save me a few extra steps." Waggy had learned his lessons well. When he went to the meat market he always carried a covered tin pail in which to carry home the meat, and when he went to the post office, he was given a big leather wallet in which to carry the letters. The following afternoon Mrs. Stuart had an engagement with her dentist and was compelled to leave Lena alone with Waggy. A kind neighbor had lent Lena a wheel-chair so that she could travel from one part of the house to the other. At two o'clock she began to watch for the picnickers and at last saw them--five in all--run down the hill and get into her Cousin Rob's boat and row out to the pretty island in the middle of the river. Everyone knew that Cousin Rob was a good boatman and so fathers and mothers did not worry when their sons and daughters went on the water with him.