dear, dear! if I'd only come to Him then!'

'Why don't you come now, mammie dear?'

'I don't know; I don't expect He would take me now; oh, I have been such a
sinner! There are other things, child, I have not told you about; and they
are all coming back to my mind now. I don't know how it is, Rosalie, I
never thought so much of them before.'

'Perhaps the Good Shepherd is beginning to find you, mammie.'

'I don't know, Rosalie; I wish I could think that. Anyhow, they are all
rising up as clear as if I saw them all; some of them are things I did
years and years ago, even when I was a little girl in that old home in the
country; they are all coming hack to me now, and oh, I am so very, very
miserable!'

'Rosalie,' said her father's voice, at the door of the caravan, 'come into
the next waggon. We've a new play on at this town, and you have your part
to learn. Come away!'

So Rosalie had to leave her poor mother; and instead of singing the
soothing words of the hymn, she had to repeat again and again the foolish
and senseless words which had fallen to her share in the new play which her
father was getting up. Over and over again she repeated them, till she was
weary of their very sound, her father scolding her if she made a mistake,
or failed to give each word its proper emphasis. And when she was released,
it was time to get tea ready; and then they halted for the night at a small
market-town, just eight miles from Lesborough, where they were next to
perform, and which they were to enter the next morning, as the fair began