faith in the providential care of his heavenly Father, and his
mother's words recalled his cheerfulness.

"You are right, mother," he said, more hopefully. "I was feeling
low-spirited to-night, but I won't feel so any more. I don't see how
we are to live, but I won't let it trouble me tonight."

"Let us do our part, and leave the rest to God," said Mrs. Carr. "He
won't support us in idleness, but I am sure that in some way relief
will come if we are ready to help ourselves."

"God helps them that help themselves," repeated Herbert.

"Exactly so. To-morrow is Sunday, and we won't let any worldly
anxieties spoil that day for us. When Monday comes, we will think
over what is best to be done."

The next day Herbert and his mother attended church in neat apparel,
and those who saw their cheerful faces were not likely to guess the
serious condition of their affairs. They were not in debt, to be
sure, but, unless employment came soon, they were likely to be ere
long, for they had barely enough money ahead to last them two weeks.

Monday morning came, and brought its burden of care.

"I wish there was a factory in Wayneboro," said Herbert. "I am told
that boys of my age sometimes earn six or seven dollars a week."

"I have heard so. Here there seems nothing, except working on a
farm."