hVUlSA S r^VJUH^^SS she went down into, the yard, and there distributed a plentiful meal to the starving wanderers without. What an important trust had she now taken on herself ? nothing less than the support of an hun dred dependants within doors, and a still greater number without! No wonder that her dolls and other playthings should be now totally forgotten. As Louisa was putting her hand into the seed-bag to take out of it the afternoon food for her birds, she found a paper, which her papa had put there, on which was written these words : “ The inhabitants of the air fly toward thee, O Lord! and thou givest them their food ; thou openest thy hand, and fillestall things living with plenteousness.” As she saw her papa behind her, she turned round and said, “ should not we imitate God ?” ' “ Yes, my sweet Louisa,” said her father, “ in every good action we should imitate our Maker. When you shall be grown to maturity, you will then assist the necessitous part of the human race, as you now do the birds ; and the more good you do, the nearer you will approach the perfections of God.” Louisa continued her attention to feed her hungry birds for more than a week, when the snow began to melt, and the fields by degrees recovered their former verdure. The birds who had lately been
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