My only mistake was in doing my job too well, for I drove up the oxen and steers and yearlings as well as the cows. When I had them all near the gate then I barked as hard as I could, and the master came and let down the bars, and drove in the cows and let the others go back. Then I remembered how it was generally done, and felt much ashamed of my blunder. But master called me to him and petted me, and told me I had been a good fellow. Then late in the evening, when the others came home, he told them how I had surprised him by driving up the cows, and never said a word about my mistake in driving up the other cattle. I think that was so kind of him! I know a great many who would have been either so thoughtless or unkind as to have made fun of a youngster’s little blunder when trying to do his best. But he was not that kind of a man. You may be sure I never made that mistake again. Then old Sport came over to my kennel, and congratulated me heartily on driving up the cows. All I could do was to thank him, and tell him it was because of the way he had encouraged me, helping me to think I might do something. There have been many changes in farming since I can remember, but the cows have to be got and milked just as ever, only there seem to be more of them, and so I must not keep you any longer this time. R. * * * * * [Illustration: OUR GRANDPARENTS AT SCHOOL.] [Illustration: MAKING THE DUST FLY.] BABY’S CORNER. A HAPPY LITTLE GIRL. BESSIE has good times. She lives in the country where the hills are white with snow. Every morning after breakfast she puts on her long cloak and her warm hood and mittens, and goes to school with her brothers. The schoolhouse is half a mile away, but she loves to go. [Illustration: BESSIE GIVES CARLO A RIDE.] Sometimes she runs and draws her sled. It is a new one, painted red, and is one of her Christmas presents. Sometimes she sits on the sled, and her brothers give her a nice ride. They play they are ponies, and run very fast. Then Bessie shouts and laughs, and is happy. Their home is in that little house beyond the hill. You can see the roof, and the smoke curling up from the chimney. They are on their way home from school now. Just as they got to the top of the hill Carlo came to meet them. He wagged his tail and licked Bessie’s hand, he was so glad to see her, for Carlo gets lonely without playmates all day. The boys saw a rabbit run through the fence, and they went up to watch for it. “Carlo shall have a ride,” said Bessie. So she took him in her arms and got upon the sled at the top of the hill. She gave it a little push, and away they went, whiz! down the long hill so swiftly and smoothly. Oh! it was good fun. Two more rides they took, then Charlie picked up the bag and said, “Come, Bess.” When they get home mamma will have a nice warm supper ready for them.