"I don't want to hear any of your reasons, Mrs. Jarvis. You can't have the money to-night." Mrs. Jarvis moved slowly away, and had nearly reached the door, when a thought of her children caused her to pause. "I cannot go, Mr. Willets, without the money," she said, suddenly turning, and speaking in an excited tone. "You _will_ go, I'm thinking, madam," was the cool reply. "O, sir," changing her tone, "pay me what you owe me; I want it very much." "O, yes. So you all say. But I am used to such make-believes. You get no money out of me to-night, madam. That's a settled point. I'm angry now--so you had better go home at once; if you don't, I'll never give you a stitch of work, so help--" Mrs. Jarvis did not pause to hear the concluding words of the sentence. "What _shall_ I do?" was the almost despairing question that she asked of herself, as she hurried towards her home. On entering the house she made no remark, for there was no one to whom she could tell her troubles and disappointment, with even the most feeble hope of a word of comfort. "Does Mr. Jarvis live here?" asked a rough voice at the door. "Yes, sir," was the reply. "Well, here is a barrel of flour and some groceries for him." "There must be some mistake, sir." "Is not this Mr. Jarvis's?" "Yes." "And number 40?" "Yes." "Then this is the place, for that was the direction given me." "Yes, this is the place--bring them in," spoke up Jarvis, in an animated tone. The drayman, of course, obeyed. First he rolled in the barrel of flour; then came a number of packages, evidently containing groceries; and, finally, one or two pieces of meat, and sundry lots of vegetables. "How much is to pay?" asked Jarvis. "Twenty-five cents, sir," responded the drayman, bowing. The twenty-five cent piece was taken from his pocket with quite an air, and handed over. Then the drayman went out and that little family were alone again. During the passage of the scene just described, the wife stood looking on with a stupid and bewildered air. When the drayman had departed, she turned to her husband, and said-- "'John, where did these things come from?" "I bought them, Jane." "You bought them?" "Yes, I bought them." "And pray, John, what did you buy them with?" "With the quarter of a dollar you gave me on Monday." "John!" "It is true, Jane. With that quarter I went and joined the Washington Total-Abstinence Society, and then went to work at Mr. Lankford's. Here is the result of one week's work, besides this silver," handing her all that remained, after making the purchases. "O, John, John," the wife exclaimed, bursting into tears, "do not again mock my hopes. I cannot bear much more." "In the strength of Him, Jane, who has promised to help us when we call upon Him, 'I will not disappoint the hopes I now revive,'" said Jarvis, slowly and solemnly.