A day or two after the scene was completely changed, however. Driving rain fell, a chill east wind blew, the sky was cloudy, and the sea was rough. In heaven, however, chilly blasts and clouds will never come, "for the former things are passed away" (Rev. xxi. 4); there it will be an endless summer of love and joy. CHAPTER XV. KITTIE IN TROUBLE. A year has gone. Autumn has come again, and changes have taken place during that time at Wood Cottage. A little baby sister arrived for Kittie, and she was very happy in the possession of her new treasure. Baby Ella was now three months old, and Kittie often held her in her arms for a few minutes, when mother was busy. Harry was now at the age when he was continually in mischief; but he dearly loved his sister Kittie, and was a nice little playmate for her. Ben had been nine months at Mr. Goodall's as shop and message boy, and was getting on well. He earned sufficient to keep himself in clothes now. But there had been an anxious time, too, at Wood Cottage; for one day the father had been injured at the wood-yard, and had been brought home in a cab, with a broken leg, and a slight cut on his head. This happened about six weeks after baby Ella's birth, and it was quite a shock to Mrs. Gray; for the cab drove up to the garden gate while she was hanging out some clothes. Two men lifted her husband out, and his white pale face filled her with dismay. But the doctor assured her his injuries were not dangerous, and with care he would be back at work in six weeks' time. Every care was bestowed on him; but six weeks had passed, and he was not able to resume his work yet, for he had sustained a shock that it was not easy to get over. Ben wheeled a large chair into the garden every morning after breakfast when fine, and here the father sat, well wrapped up, for an hour or two in the sunshine. He was very anxious to get back to his work, and hoped to be able to do so in another week. Meanwhile, Ben was a great help at home. As soon as he was back from his work, he would throw off his jacket, and turn his hand to anything that eased the mother. He was not above doing many things to aid her in the house; and she looked forward gladly to the time he could return of an evening, for he could nurse Baby Ella, and wash and dress Harry or put him to bed; and when the evenings were fine, he took them very nice rambles, while Mrs. Gray got on with her sewing. One day Harry Gray had been limping slowly up and down the garden, and then sat down at the further end on a log of wood which lay there. After a few minutes he heard a sharp cry, and turning his head saw Kittie and Harry rolling on the ground by the kitchen door. They had evidently had a fall. He could not rise quickly, so the mother was first on the spot. She raised the children up, and found that Harry had cut his forehead and hurt his knee, while Kittie had only grazed her arm.