ignorance of work.'

'Yes, certainly you would; when I insist upon your attending to your few
duties at a particular time--can you imagine the reason of this? Why not
read the book this morning, and make up the lost time this evening?'
Effie could not tell, and Mrs Maurice went on to explain the necessity
of _order_ in the distribution of time, and shewed her little daughter,
that it was as necessary in the government of a house as in the
government of a nation. 'But that is not the only bad effect,' she
added, 'of your self-indulgence.'

'Oh no, mother, it made me disobedient to you, though I am sure I didn't
think of being so at the time.'

'I dare say not, but you see when we once go wrong, we are like a
traveller who has lost his path, and can be certain of nothing.'

'Then I forgot my duty to poor Mrs Gilman--I even made myself believe
that there was no need of going to see her; and I was cross to Harry,
and so selfish, that if I had not been ashamed to own it, I would have
had him give up his ride and go with the medicine.'

'And he would rather have gone ten times than--'

'I know it, mother, rather a hundred times than have the baby die.'

'Or see you do so very wrong.'

'Oh, Harry has been crying about it, I know, though he can't feel half
so badly as I do. But that was not all, mother--last of all, I broke my