y."

Di looked innocently puzzled. "Should reports always be wet, papa?"

Sir Richard came nearer to the confines of a laugh than he had reached
for a long time past.

"No, love--not exactly wet, but--hm--you shall hear. Draw the stool
close to my knee and lay your head on it."

With his large hand on the golden tresses, Sir Richard Brandon began to
examine the record of work done in the George Yard Mission.

"What is this?" he said. "_Toy Classes_,--why, this must be something
quite in your way, Di."

"Oh yes, I'm sure of that, for I adore toys. Tell me about it."

"These toy classes are for the cheerless and neglected," said the
knight, frowning in a businesslike way at the pamphlet. "Sometimes so
many as eighty neglected little ones attend these classes. On one
occasion, only one of these had boots on, which were very old, much too
large, and both lefts. When they were seated, toys and scrap-books were
lent to them. There were puzzles, and toy-bricks, and many other things
which kept them quite happy for an hour. Of course the opportunity was
seized to tell them about Jesus and His love. A blessed lesson which
they would not have had a chance of learning at home--if they had homes;
but many of them had none. When it was time to go they said--`Can't we
stay longer?'

"The beginning of this class was interesting," said Sir Richard,
continuing to read. "The thought arose--`gather in the most forlorn and
wretched children; those who are seldom seen to smile, or heard to
laugh; there are many such who require Christian sympathy.' The thought
was immediately acted on. A little barefooted ragged boy was sent into
the streets to bring in the children. Soon there was a crowd round the
school-door. The most miserable among the little ones were admitted.
The proceedings commenced with prayer--then the toys were distributed,
the dirty little hands became active, and the dirty little faces began
to look happy. When the toys were gathered up, some could not be found,
so, at the next meeting, some of the bigger children were set to watch
the smaller ones. Presently one little detective said: `Please,
teacher, Teddy's got a horse in his pocket,' and another said that Sally
had an elephant in her pinafore! Occasion was thus found to show the
evil of stealing, and teach the blessedness of honesty. They soon gave
up pilfering, and they now play with the toys without desiring to take
them away."

"How nice