The two children had found their way to a Sunday school, and there had learned the good news of the Saviour's love, and they had been enjoying themselves with the other little ones in the Hornsey Meadows when accidentally discovered by Kit's mother, whose joy at finding her long-lost child was indeed great.* * See "Ben and Kit," companion volume to this. The peal of thunder wakened Kit, and when she first opened her eyes she was frightened. The room was strange with its clean white bed hangings and neat furniture. She had been used to a dull back room with a mattress on the floor for a bed, and on it she and Ben had slept each night. Her mother's face was strange to her, though the yearning love displayed there would have comforted her little heart could she have seen it right. But the glare of lightning terrified her, and she cried pitifully, "Ben, Ben, where are you?" Another instant Ben sprang into the room. He pushed past Mrs. Gray and took Kit right out of her crib into his arms, while he tried to stop her sobs. "I'm here, Kit, don't cry," he said, patting her. "Let her come with me into my bed, Ma'am, she ain't used to sleeping alone. I always sung her to sleep." There was no other way, so the mother, whose heart longed to be all in all to the lost little one, gave her up for the time to her old protector, who certainly had earned his right to her love. "Kiss me, Kittie, for that is what I used to call you," she said, "and love me a little, darling. I am very glad you love Ben; he has been a good kind boy to you." Kit put up her lips to kiss, and stroked her kind face that bent over her, then she clasped her arms round Ben and said, "Me does love Ben, he's a dood boy," and in five minutes both children were fast asleep. "Let them love each other, there's no fear but they'll get fond enough of us by and by, wife," said the father upon hearing about it. "We must remember she would have died had it not been for Ben; but I know how you feel about it. Your poor heart has been starving so long, you feel you can't get right hold of her yet." After they had taken one more look at the sleeping children, and given God thanks for His goodness in restoring their lost darling, the father went to his little cash box and put thirty shillings in his wife's hand. "Go out to-morrow and buy the children the things they most need," he said, "I'm glad we've been able to put a little by, and I can spare you more for them when that's done. We must keep Ben for the present at any-rate, and you'll find him a smart useful little chap, I think, and when he's had a little schooling we can get him a place as message boy. Miss Randolphe, their teacher, told me yesterday she would speak to her friend, Mr. Goodall, who has a large stationer's shop near here, and she felt sure he would take Ben and give him a trial when he wanted him to make a start." CHAPTER II. BEN AND KIT'S NEW CLOTHES.