o the other. They experienced the truth of those
words: "Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a stalled ox and
hatred therewith," Prov. 15:17. "Better is a dry morsel, and quietness
therewith, than a house full of sacrifices with strife," Prov. 17:1.

The death of her youngest brother appeared to make a strong impression
on Sarah's mind; she said she liked to think she had a brother in
heaven. Soon after that event, she was admitted into a Sabbath school,
and it was her delight in the week to prepare her lessons. "Sunday is
such a happy day," she would say; and on that morning she would rise
earlier than usual to get ready for school.

A little circumstance, which occurred at this time, marked her
tenderness of conscience. A new bonnet had been promised to her, but not
arriving at the time she had hoped, her disappointment was so great that
she shed many tears. This was mentioned to a friend, who talked to her
about it. Sarah made no remark at the time, but afterwards she said to
her mother, "I did not know before that it was wrong to cry when we were
disappointed; I will try not to do so again:" and in the evening her
father overheard her begging God to forgive her pride and fretting about
the bonnet.

Another feature in Sarah's character may be here noticed: this was her
love of truth. "She has never deceived me," was her mother's frequent
remark. "I cannot remember a single instance of untruth, _even in
play_," and perhaps this truthfulness of spirit enabled her the more
readily to trust the word of another. "She promised me," Sarah would
say, and on the promise she would ever rest, in all the sweet dependence
of a child. Surely this may speak a word to those professing to be the
followers of Him who keepeth his promise for ever--the covenant-keeping
God. How lightly are promises often made! how carelessly and
thoughtlessly broken!

Sarah was only permitted to attend the Sabbath school for a few weeks.
Her health and strength failed, and soon she was confined to her room,
then to her bed, which she scarcely left for several months. But now the
work of God within her became more evident. It was a pleasant service to
sit by the bed of this young disciple, and read and talk with her of a
Saviour's love. She said but little, except in answer to questions, but
her bright and happy countenance showed how welcome was the subject. Who
that witnessed her simple, child-like faith, would not acknowledge the
fruit