Ethel's eyes beamed. "That would be just the thing! May we take her, Mrs. Frazee?" Then Ethel explained that uncle Ben lived about forty miles away in the country, that she was going home with him for a week, and that Annie would be a very welcome guest if she could go. "You see," said Mr. Benjamin Miller, "if it agrees with her out there she can stay on after Ethel comes back to school; Ethel being with her for the first few days will help her to get used to the place." Mrs. Frazee was too much overcome to express her joy at this unexpected turn of affairs. She tried to say it was too much, that they were strangers to him, and could not expect such kindness; but uncle Ben said: "It's all right! This seems to be the next bit of work that the Lord has set for me to do, and it is not an unpleasant task, I'm thinking. Someway he gives me pleasant things to do, mostly!" So it was settled, and a week later Mrs. Frazee's heart was cheered by a letter from Annie herself. She wrote: MY DEAR MAMMA: I am getting stronger every day. It is lovely here. The house is the prettiest I ever saw, and my room is just as cunning as it can be. A pair of birds are building a nest under the eaves close to my window. Mrs. Miller brought up some plants in pots for my window. Before Miss Ethel went away she went down the river to where the pussy willows grow and brought me some catkins. Mr. Miller is going to take me out for a ride this afternoon. I have all the milk I can drink, and I do not cough at all nights. I wiped the dishes for Mrs. Miller this morning. So you may know I am better. ANNIE. Mrs. Frazee dropped the letter in her lap, and clasping her hands said, "My God, I thank thee!" Presently Doctor Emmons tapped at the door, and entering, looked about in surprise. "What have you done with my patient?" "O doctor! didn't you know? She has gone into the country and I have a letter here from her. She is getting well!" "Of course she is! But how did it happen?" And then Mrs. Frazee had to tell the story to the wondering doctor. As she ended she added, "And I have found out that 'all things are possible with God.'" FAYE HUNTINGTON. - - - - - - - SOME little folks are apt so say, When asked their task to touch, "I'll put it off, at least, to-day; It cannot matter much." Time is always on the wing; You cannot stop its flight; Then do at once your little tasks; You'll happier be at night. But little duties still put off Will end in "Never done;" And "By-and-by is time enough" Has ruined many a one.--_Well Spring._ SIX O'CLOCK IN THE EVENING. GOD IS A SPIRIT: AND THEY THAT WORSHIP HIM MUST WORSHIP HIM IN SPIRIT AND IN TRUTH. ONE SOWETH AND ANOTHER REAPETH.