IT is Wednesday afternoon, and as there is no school for the children, mamma has let Emma and Stanley go on a visit to their aunt. This is a great treat for them, especially in the bright spring days, when they enjoy so much the walk through the fields.
Emma and Stanley always linger awhile on the rude bridge over the brook, and gaze with interest at the tiny fish in the stream, so full of life and activity, darting hither and thither. They have no care for the morrow, but just fulfill the duties of to-day, and enjoy those powers which God in His wisdom has given them.
I like to see the loving care with which Emma places her arm round her brother, as if to say, Do not fear to look down, I will keep you from falling in; so with his hands on his knees, Stanley stays a long while trying to count the little things whose rapid movements almost defy the boy's attempt. In the same way that Emma is careful for her brother, may we not say that our heavenly Father in His love and daily care preserves us from all harm? May our hearts learn to trust Him more in all the details of life.