"All employment, Miriam, are honourable so far as they are useful," said Mr. Ellis, seriously, "though false pride tries to make us think differently. And, strangely enough, this false pride drives too many, in the choice of employments, to the hardest, least honourable, and least profitable. Hundreds of women resort to keeping boarders as a means of supporting their families when they might do it more easily, with less exposure and greater certainty, in teaching, if qualified, fine needle-work, or even in the keeping of a store for the sale of fancy and useful articles. But pursuits of the latter kind they reject as too far below them, and, in vainly attempting to keep up a certain appearance, exhaust what little means they have. A breaking up of the family, and a separation of its members, follow the error in too many cases." Miriam listened to this in silence. Her uncle paused. "What can I do to aid my mother?" the young girl asked. "Could you not give music lessons?" "I am too young, I fear, for that. Too little skilled in the principles of music," replied Miriam. "If competent, would you object to teach?" "Oh, no. Most gladly would I enter upon the task, did it promise even a small return. How happy would it make me if I could lighten, by my own labour, the burdens that press so heavily upon our mother!" "And Edith. How does she feel on this subject?" "As I do. Willing for any thing; ready for any change from our present condition." "Take courage, then, my dear child, take courage," said the uncle, in a cheerful voice. "There is light ahead." "Oh, how distressed my mother will be when she finds I am gone!" sighed Miriam, after a brief silence, in which her thoughts reverted to the fact of her absence from home. "When can we get back again?" "Not before ten o'clock to-night. We must go on as far as Bristol, and then return by the evening line from New York." Another deep sigh heaved the troubled bosom of Miriam, as she uttered, in a low voice, speaking to herself-- "My poor mother! Her heart will be broken!" CHAPTER X. MEANWHILE the hours passed with the mother, sister, and brother in the most agonizing suspense. Henry, who had been drawn away into evil company by two young men who boarded in the house, was neglecting his studies, and pressing on towards speedy ruin. To drinking and association with the vicious, he now added gaming. Little did his mother dream of the perilous ways his feet were treading. On this occasion he had come in, as has been seen, with a demand for ten dollars. When he left home in the morning, it was in company with the young man named Barling. Instead of his going to the office where he was studying, or his companion to his place of business, they went to a certain public house in Chestnut Street, where they first drank at the bar. "Shall we go up into the billiard-room?" said Barling, as they turned from the white marble counter at which they had been drinking.