leep, and slept so soundly that he did
not awake till it was broad day, and Giles was up and gone to work in
the fields.

When Charles looked round he thought he had never seen such a shabby
room in his life. There was not so much as a chair or table or carpet
in it; he could see all the thatch and the rafters in the roof, for
the chamber was not even ceiled, but showed the thatch and rafters,
and, as I said before, there was not a single article of furniture in
the room, except the bed. How different from the pretty little chamber
in which Charles used to sleep, with the nice white dimity
window-curtains and hangings and mahogany tent-bed, with such
comfortable bedding and handsome white counterpane! However, he now
thought himself very fortunate that he had any roof to shelter him, or
any bed, however homely it might be, on which he could sleep.

He thought he should like to get up and go downstairs, but he had
always been used to have a servant to dress him, and he did not know
how to dress himself, so while he was considering what he should do
Giles came into the chamber. He had returned to get his breakfast, and
not seeing Charles downstairs he concluded the cause of his absence,
and came to assist him to dress. Charles observed how this matter was
arranged, and resolved to do it for himself the next morning.

When he was dressed they both knelt down by the bedside and said their
prayers, for though Giles had said his at the dawn of day, yet he
never omitted an opportunity of repeating his thanksgivings and
praises to his heavenly Father for the mercies and blessings which he
enjoyed through His grace, for Giles possessed a grateful and
contented heart, which made him look upon that state of life unto
which it had pleased God to call him, as that which was meet and fit
for him, so he worked hard, and ate the bread of labor with
cheerfulness and satisfaction.

When Charles and Giles joined the family below Dame Bloomfield set a
porringer of milk and a piece of brown bread for every one but
Charles, who looked ready to cry, but Giles put his porringer before
him, and gave him another spoon, and said: "Master Charles, we will
eat together, for there will be enough for both of us." The tears came
into Charles's eyes, and he whispered: "Dear Giles, you are very
good." So these boys ate out of the same porringer, and broke of the
same bread.

After breakfast Giles went out to work, and Charles thought it very
dull