"She has a sick child, Mrs. Simpson," replied Helen, "and I am going to give her money to buy what will make broth for it." Helen then entered the room, made her inquiries for the little sufferer, and putting her donation into sinful Betty Thomas's soapy hand, returned to Mrs. Simpson and Rosalind, who remained conversing at the door. It was raining hard, and Miss Mowbray asked Mrs. Simpson if she should take her home. "That is an offer that I won't refuse, Miss Mowbray, though I am within, and you are without, the pale. But I am terribly subject to catching cold; and I do assure you that this winter weather makes a serious Christian's duty very difficult to do, I have got rid of seventy tracts since first of December." "You sell the tracts, do you not, Mrs. Simpson?" said Rosalind. "Yes, Miss Torrington,--I sell them and lend them, and now and then give them, when I think it is a great object to have them seen in any particular house." "Have you collected much, ma'am, by the sale?" "Not a very large sum as yet, Miss Torrington; but I am getting on in many different ways for the furtherance of Heaven's work. Perhaps, ladies, though you have not as yet put your own hands to the plough that shall open the way for you to a place among the heavenly host, you may like to see my account?" "I should like it very much, Mrs. Simpson," said Rosalind. The lady then drew from her reticule a small pocket-book, from which she read several items, which from various sources contributed, as she said, "to fill a bag for the Work," to be expended upon the saints by the hands of their pious vicar. By the time this interesting lecture was finished, the carriage had reached Mrs. Simpson's door, and having set her down, was ordered home. "Now will I give Charles a _pendant_ to the exquisite poetical effusion which he bestowed on me some time since," said Rosalind, drawing forth pencil and paper from a pocket of the carriage, in which Mrs. Mowbray was accustomed of late to deposit what the vicar called "sacred memoranda;" by which were signified all the scraps of gossip respecting the poor people among whom she distributed tracts, that she could collect for his private ear. Having invoked the Sisters Nine for the space of five minutes, she read aloud the result to Helen, who declared herself willing to give testimony, if called upon, to the faithful rendering (save and except the rhymes) of the financial document to which they had just listened.