"But they say she has gone to heaven," said the child, "and everybody is happy there. I don't feel so sorry since they told me that, for I know who lives in heaven." "Whom do you mean, dear?" asked Jane timidly. "Why, I mean Jesus Christ. I have got a nice book that tells about him; and it says he is so kind and good, and that he likes little children to come to him, and to love him. So I shall go to him when I die; but I must love him, and do what he wishes here first. I hope dear Clara loved him, but she never told us. Do you love Jesus Christ?" added she, turning round, and looking full into Jane's face. "I—I hope I shall," said Jane, astonished and perplexed at the straightforward question. "Ah yes, I hope so: and then if you die, I can say that you loved him, and I shall know that you are gone to heaven." Jane might have replied to one older; but to the simple, trusting child she could not, dared not say that she knew nothing of Jesus Christ to warrant a hope of happiness in heaven; and though she would gladly have prolonged the conversation, she felt awkward and confounded, and concluded her task in silence. Miss Baylis was quite right in her anticipations of having a great deal to do in a very short time; and Saturday found much work still unfinished, which was expected by some of her best customers that evening. What was to be done? There were some who would not be offended if their dresses were sent in early on Sunday morning, rather than not at all; and to secure the finish of as many as possible, Miss Robson, the forewoman of the establishment and the expectant of a junior partnership in the same, set herself diligently forward to accomplish the wishes of her principals in the best manner their united wisdom could devise. It was very rarely that the young people were detained long beyond their appointed hours; but when especially requested to remain, they usually were willing to comply. Every day of this particular week they had worked early and late, and were not prepared for the further demands of the obliging forewoman. "It will greatly oblige Miss Baylis if some of you will stay and work until about eight or nine o'clock to-morrow morning, young ladies," said she, on the Saturday afternoon; "we can accomplish a great deal among us to-night, and it is but once in a way as it were. The poor M.'s, you know, must have their things; we cannot refuse what death has required; and then you see the ball takes place on Monday evening, and we may have alterations to make in some of the things." "Indeed, Miss Robson, I am half asleep over what I am doing now," said one of the girls, with a yawn; "I don't think Miss Baylis can expect us to stay to-night. I mean to lie in bed all day on Sunday."