, and having received the change
which was due to him, went out of the shop with the light heart and
cheerful face of a man who has got rid of a heavy 'obligation.'

SOWING AND REAPING.

(_Concluded from page 119._)

Willie was startled by the roll of drums, and a sharp call of 'To arms!'
He sat up hastily in his bed, and returned the salute of the Japanese
General standing at the foot of his bed. 'Sire,' said the gallant
soldier bravely, 'the moment has come. Our country expects that every
man this day will do his duty. We depart with your permission, and when
we have taken the Czar prisoner, we shall bring him to you in chains.'

Another roll of drums and the room was filled with soldiers, all of whom
greeted Willie with profound respect. They waved their swords in the
air, and with a loud 'Hurrah!' which sounded very English indeed, they
whirled rapidly out of the room, leaving the little boy quite dazed.

The roll of drums and the blowing of trumpets continued, and Willie
thought he heard the sound of cannon, but he was quite unable to leave
his bed, something seeming to hold him there. So, with those warlike
sounds in his ears, he fell asleep again, and only woke up when Ella
rushed into his room all flushed and excited, holding in her hand a tin
soldier, like those they had buried the night before. 'Oh. Willie!' she
exclaimed, 'wasn't it dreadful? However did those horrid Russians find
their way here? I'm quite sure we didn't bury any of them in the garden.
What a dreadful battle! And how strange that only you and I should know
anything about it! But the Japanese won! This morning I found this
soldier on the ground, but he is quite a toy again, and has not a single
wound. I'm afraid he's a coward!'

'I don't understand, Ella,' said Willie, quite dumbfounded. 'I didn't
see any battle. The General came to salute me before leaving for
Japan--for where the war is, I mean--but the troops left quite quietly.
Oh, no! I remember now, I did hear the sound of cannon, but somehow I
fell asleep. Anyhow, I am sure--quite sure--that I saw no battle. Tell
me about it, do!'

Ella looked at him indignantly. 'I hate boys who don't tell the truth,'
exclaimed she indignantly. 'As if you hadn't fought yourself last night!
Why, you killed a Russian as easily as if he had been a fly!'

'Where is he?' asked Willie, half convinced. 'I really don't remember,
but I'd like to see him.' Then, hesitatingly, 'Is he really dead,