Elsie Dinsmore

"Thy injuries would teach patience to blaspheme, Yet still thou art a dove."-BEAUMONT'S Double Marriage."When forced to part from those we love, Though sure to meet to-morrow;We yet a kind of anguish proveAnd feel a touch of sorrow.But oh! what words can paint the fearsWhen from these friends we sever, Perhaps to part for months-for years-Perhaps to part forever."-ANON.When Miss Allison had gone, and Elsie found herself once more quite alone, she rose from herchair, and kneeling down with the open Bible before her, she poured out her story of sins andsorrows, in simple, child-like words, into the ears of the dear Saviour whom she loved so well;confessing that when she had done well and suffered for it, she had not taken it patiently, andearnestly pleading that she might be made like unto the meek and lowly Jesus. Low sobs burst fromher burdened heart, and the tears of penitence fell upon the pages of the holy book. But when sherose from her knees, her load of sin and sorrow was all gone, and her heart made light and happywith a sweet sense of peace and pardon. Once again, as often before, the little Elsie was made toexperience the blessedness of "the man whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered."She now set to work diligently at her studies, and ere the party returned was quite prepared to meetMiss Day, having attended faithfully to all she had required of her. The lesson was recited withoutthe smallest mistake, every figure of the examples worked out correctly, and the page of the copybook neatly and carefully written.15Miss Day had been in a very captious mood all day, and seemed really provoked that Elsie had notgiven her the smallest excuse for fault-finding. Handing the book back to her, she said, very coldly,"I see you can do your duties well enough when you choose."Elsie felt keenly the injustice of the remark, and longed to say that she had tried quite as earnestly inthe morning; but she resolutely crushed down the indignant feeling, and calling to mind the rashwords that had cost her so many repentant tears, she replied meekly, "I am sorry I did not succeedbetter this morning, Miss Day, though I did really try; and I am still more sorry for the saucy answerI gave you; and I ask your pardon for i