Patty looked up in surprise. "If you are going to give it to a poor child, mamma, can't you do it 'thout telling folks?" "Yes, I could. I didn't know, though, but you'd like to have Mrs. Potter and Mrs. Chase hear of it." A pink blush crept over Patty's face, and away up to the top of her forehead. "O, mamma, I don't! I don't!" "Well, I believe you, my dear. You have seen a little of the folly of trying to show off. And that reminds me--Yes, I have a very good idea; and when your papa goes to Augusta next week, I will send your dollar, and have him buy you something you can always keep." Patty liked the sound of that, and when her father came home from Augusta with a little round trunk in his hands, she could hardly wait for him to get into the house. He had brought her a little red Bible, with clasp covers. It was the first whole Bible she had ever owned. She was much pleased, and has kept the little book all these years, though its beauty is quite gone by this time. It is very precious to her, because these words are on one of the fly-leaves in her dear mother's own writing: "Take heed that ye do not your alms before men, to be seen of them; otherwise ye have no reward of your Father which is in heaven." Time passed on, and on, and on. Patty's wrists grew so strong that she was trusted to milk a small red cow, though she must still have been quite a little girl, for she could not remember which was the cow's right side, and had to mark her bag with a piece of chalk. Very soon she had two cows to milk, just as Mary and Moses had; and Moses, who was an early bird, used to wake her from a sound sleep by calling out, "Come, come, Patty! Dr. Chase's cows are out! Mary and I have milked! Up, up, Patty! Why don't you start?" Patty thought it was very hard to be called so early in the morning. What did she care for Dr. Chase's cows? She was tired of hearing Moses talk about them. Poor little creature! She always ran down stairs, rubbing her eyes, and her mother comforted her by saying,-- "Never mind it. After you have milked your cows and turned them out, you may go to bed again, my dear, and have another nap." Patty always thought she would do it; but after the work was done, she was no longer sleepy, and did not wish to go to bed.