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BY THE REV. RICHARD WILTON, M.A., RECTOR OF LONDESBOROUGH, E. YORKS., AUTHOR OF
WOOD-NOTES AND CHURCH-BELLS."
UR feet have travelled one more mile, And most of all for Heavenly grace,
and rest a little while. In the Redeemer's Holy Face : Our burden on the stile we lay,
While every answer to our prayers, And, silent, view the traversed way, And every lessening of our cares, And for our future journey pray.
Our thankful adoration shares. Between the years we muse, alone
But forward now our eyes we cast, The year whose winged hours have flown, And
that mercies of the past The coming year that looms unknown. May through the New Year's journey last Grateful
Lord, may Thy presence be our stay,
And strength be given us as our day. For safety on Life's dangerous shore, Thyself, Lord, show to us the road, Where shadows fall and billows roar,- And lighten still our daily load Mercies abounding more and more; With glimpses of Thy blest Abode; For Love Divine, alluring, free,
Until, Life's latest stile cross'd o'er, And boundless as the rolling sea,
We take our burden up no more, And endless as eternity;
But rest in bliss on Heaven's bright shore ! * 1 Sam. vii. 12. Ebenezer, i.e. the Stone of Help.
VOL, V. NO. I.
“Other Folks' Shoes; or, who was the Worst off ?” BY AGNES GIBERNE; AUTHOR OF TIN TEDDINGTON'S DREAM;" WILL FOSTER OF THE FERRY ;"
“NOT FORSAKEN,” ETC. CHAPTER I.
Perret, Pat O'Rory, and all the rest of
them, TIM'S DESIRES.
"Wellp" said Tim, desirous that she should SAY, Mary,” said Tim Ted
agree with him, for Tim liked sympathy as dington abruptly, one day: well as most people. “I just wish I was in some- You wouldn't want to change with the body else's shoes this
sweeper at the corner, maybe," said Mary, minute, that I do."
with some quiet mischief. Mary stopped short in
“I'm not talking of such fellows as that," the act of lifting a spoon to said Tim with dignity. “I hope I've nought baby's mouth, and gazed at Tim in astonish
to do with any save decent respectable sort ment.
of folk." “Wish you was in somebody else's shoes, “Jem Robinson,” said Mary. “I don't Tim ?” said she.
know as you'd like to be in his place, would “Yes, I do," said Tim decisively. * And
you P They've been in trouble enough lately." what's more, I don't know as I much care “ All his own fault," said Tim. “ A fellow whose. There ain't a fellow in the place worse as takes to drinking away all his wages off than me. I'm not a-grumbling, now needn't look for comfort in his home. I pity people usually preface complaints with this his wife with all my heart, I do; but as for him, remark, so Mary ought to have guessed im- why, he's turning into another Joe Green, and mediately what was coming—“I'm not a- I don't need to say more than that. I wasn't grumbling, but it's just a case of fact and thinking of such-like folks. I hope I'm re
There ain't a single fellow in spectable anyway, if we have gone down a bit the whole town, take it all in all, whom I in the world.” wouldn't change with and welcome.”
Mary hoped so too, and felt quite sure of it. Mary glanced thoughtfully about the room. Once upon a time Tim had not been over It did look bare certainly. And they only steady, but things were different now. Wages had one single room in a big house now, up had not been plentiful this winter ; but such on the third storey, instead of a nice little cot- as they were, Tim brought them all safely tage all to themselves. They had been in a home, and in Mary's hands not a penny was great deal of trouble this winter. Tim had ever wasted. Good little Mary Teddington ! been long out of work, and Mary had been ill, If there were but many such wives ! and little Tim and the baby had been ailing, "Pat O'Rory," said Mary. and living had been dear. All superfluous “What makes you go and pick out such clothes and furniture had disappeared into fellows as him," demanded Tim half angrily, the pawnshop. And yet it did seem as if -“when you know he don't care a straw if he Tim himself had not been to blame in the in at elbows or out, nor whether he lives in matter. He was more anxious for regular a house or a hovel? No, I wouldn't be him, work than in former days, but work was more sure enough. But there's Sebastian Smith slack to come.
now, getting up in the world as fast as we're “There ain't one single fellow," repeated going down. I wish I was in his shoes, that Tim emphatically. "Just you look round, I do." Mary, and see if I don't speak truth."
“I don't know as I like Sebastian Smith Mary had already looked round the room so much as I did once on a time,” said Mary without finding much comfort there. She doubtfully. “I don't want to be hard on him, now took a mental glance round the list of Tim; but you know-well, it does seem to me their acquaintances,—Will Browning, Harry 'he's grown a bit hard of late."
“ Troubles is enough to make anybody That being the case, Mary no doubt thought hard,” growled Tim under his breath.
silence on her part desirable. “But Smith hasn't had no troubles to “Then there's Thomasine Dodd," said Tim speak of this winter,” said Mary. “He's presently. “ Landlord of all these houses, got on wonderful well.
But you've had
and lots more. Why, the man must be nigh troubles, and yet you're a deal kinder than worth his weight in gold !” you used to be, Tim,” added Mary with an “He ain't over agreeable to look upon," affectionate glance; "and I'm sure Smith
said Mary. don't look happy.”
“Looks don't signify," returned Tim. “Don't know about that," said Tim, though “I'm not sure as I wouldn't like best to exhe spoke gently, for the little compliment was change with the gentleman as lives in the very soothing. “He'd ought to be happy, white house with the creeper from Australy such a lot as he's got laid by against a over its front. That's the sort of life for me, rainy day. Well, and there's Harry Perret -'specially if I'd you with me, Mary,” added too."
Tim, suddenly and for the first time remem“He's a kind-hearted fellow enough,” said bering that his little wife would be no inconMary. “He don't get on as Smith does, siderable loss. “A comfortable house, and though."
nothing to do, except just whatever I liked, “He's got on a deal better than me, I and able to earn guineas by a scratch of a know that,” said Tim rather tartly. "He's pen,-for he's one of them folks that writes got no troubles to speak on. And there's and prints his writings. Yes; I'd be him Will Browning; wouldn't I just like to be this minute if I could.” in his shoes ? He's a capital fellow) and Maybe he has his troubles too,” said Mary wouldn't I just like to be foreman ? Wouldn't shrewdly. “ Most folks has something or IP”
other to bear.” Tim made a most expressive gesture of There was great wisdom in these words. assent to his own proposition.
Most folks have something indeed; and Tim Maybe you will, some day,” said Mary. could have verified the fact in each case from "Not I! I ain't one of the lucky ones.” even his own knowledge, but he didn't choose
Tim, I think Mr. Maxwell wouldn't be to believe it just then. best pleased to hear you talking like that,” “I know I'd take anything he has to bear, said Mary softly. "He'd say nothing in the and glad enough, if I could only stand in his world ever came about by luck."
needn't say nothing, Tim didn't much like being reproved by his Mary. I know you'd be glad enough to wife, only she spoke so meekly that it was change if you could.” quite impossible to take offence; so he just Mary obeyed and did say naught. Tim rode over the remark, and pretended not to stretched himself, and looked up to the ceilhave heard it.
ing His ideas were gradually expanding, “I'll tell you what, I'd like amazing well and becoming more lofty. to be in the doctor's shoes, Mary. That I “And then there's his lordship. I'd like would! He's an easy life of it and no mis- to be him best of all. Ain't no doubt about take: going about in his carriage all day that. Wouldn't it be splendid, Mary? He's long, and just paying visits to folks, and got every single thing he can wish—not one ordering a bottle of medicine here and there, wanting. Friends, and money, and lands, and getting lots of money for every bit of and nothing to do, and nothing to trouble advice be gives. Tell you, Mary, I'd like him. I just wish I was in his lordship’s that. Wouldn't I change with him if I had shoes! I just wish I was !” the chance ?"
Tim's wishes were rising high.
Mary beMaybe you'd want to change back again," gan to wonder whether he wouldn't next exsaid Mary placidly.
press a desire to stand in the shoes of Her “Not I! You don't know what you're Majesty the Queen herself. talking about, Mary."