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the hardships she lay under in being looked down upon by all the servants in the house, because she would not join me in making up a story against her dear innocent child, to save me from my Lady's anger. Lord Longlands desired her to stop: and then asked me what I had done with the lace, which the child had twisted up, and which I said was torn. I had, I said, given it to Mrs Jackson. She was called on, and the lace was produced in the state I had described it. On examining it, my Lord called for his son, and, taking him on his knee, asked him if he remembered the story he had told him of the little boy who always spoke the truth? "Yes, papa," said the child. "Then," said my Lord, "will you be a good boy like him, that I may love you?" "Yes, papa." "Well, then, tell me truly what you did with the piece of lace you tore from this?" holding up the fragment. The child coloured as red as scarlet; and my Lord kissing him, very mild-
