"There is a box full; choose your own colours." Seeing it was likely to be a work of time, Mrs. Montgomery walked away to another part of the store. When she returned Ellen had made up an assortment of the oddest colours she could find. "I won't have any red, mamma, it is so common," she said. "I think it is the prettiest of all," said Mrs. Montgomery. "Do you, mamma? then I will have a stick of red on purpose to seal to you with." "And who do you intend shall have the benefit of the other colours?" inquired her mother. "I declare, mamma," said Ellen, laughing, "I never thought of that; I am afraid they will have to go to you. You must not mind, mamma, if you get green and blue and yellow seals once in a while." "I dare say I shall submit myself to it with a good grace," said Mrs. Montgomery. "But come, my dear, have we got all we want? This desk has been very long in furnishing." "You haven't given me a seal yet, mamma." "Seals! There are a variety before you; see if you can find one that you like. By the way, you cannot seal a letter, can you?" "Not yet, mamma," said Ellen, smiling again; "that is another of the things I have got to learn." "Then I think you had better have some wafers in the meantime." While Ellen was picking out her seal, which took not a little time, Mrs. Montgomery laid in a good supply of wafers of all sorts; and then went on further to furnish the desk with an ivory leaf-cutter, a paper-folder, a pounce-box, a ruler, and a neat little silver pencil; also some drawing-pencils, indiarubber, and sheets of drawing paper. She took a sad pleasure in adding everything she could think of that might be for Ellen's future use or advantage; but as with her own hands she placed in the desk one thing after another, the thought crossed her mind how Ellen would make drawings with those very pencils, on those very sheets of paper, which her eyes would never see! She turned away with a sigh, and receiving Ellen's seal from her hand, put that also in its place. Ellen had chosen one with her own name. "Will you send these things _at once_?" said Mrs. Montgomery; "I particularly wish to have them at home as early in the day as possible." The man promised. Mrs. Montgomery paid the bill, and she and Ellen left the store. They walked a little way in silence. "I cannot thank you, mamma," said Ellen. "It is not necessary, my dear child," said Mrs. Montgomery, returning the pressure of her hand; "I know all that you would say." There was as much sorrow as joy at that moment in the heart of the joy fullest of the two. "Where are we going now, mamma?" said Ellen again, after a while. "I wished and intended to have gone to St. Clair & Fleury's, to get you some merino and other things; but we have been detained so long already that I think I had better go home. I feel somewhat tired." "I am very sorry, dear mamma," said Ellen; "I am afraid I kept you too long about that desk."