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ring it all the time. Of course I do not make it 

 every time it is wanted, for sometimes, when I 

 want it extra good, I boil and stir it a full hour, 

 and then I put it away in a close vessel and in a 

 cool place. For Raymond, or for any one get- 

 ting well, and free from fever, I put in a third 

 wheat flour, and half milk. You see it is a very 

 simple process, sir." 



"Yes — simple enough. But it is to these 

 simple processes that people will not give their 

 attention." 



Mary had the happiness of seeing Raymond 

 sitting up before their parents returned, and when 

 they drove into the great gate, and up the lane, 

 he was in his rocking-chair by the window, watch- 

 ing for them. They had heard of his illness, and 

 were most thankful to find him so far recovered. 

 The Doctor chanced to be present when they 

 arrived. '' O, Doctor !" said Mrs. Bond, after 

 the first greetings were over, "how shall I ever 

 be grateful enough to you ?" 



" I have done very little, Mrs. Bond," replied 

 the honest Doctor. " In Raymond's case, medi- 

 cine could do httle or nothing. Nature had been 

 overtasked, and wanted rest and soothing. Under 

 God, Raymond owes his recovery to Mary." 



"O, mother !" exclaimed Raymond, bursting 

 into tears, " she is the best sister in the world !" 



" She is the best sister in the two worlds !" 

 cried little Grace Bond, a child of five years old. 



A source of true comfort and happiness is such 

 a child and such a sister as Mary Bond ! — a light 



