done; but I do hope He will spare him, if only for his mother's sake.” The doctor soon after entered, he heard Allen call Maggie, and for the first time noticed the young girl: he asked her if she were Tom's sister She said “No,” but Allen added, “No, sir, she ain't his sister, but if my poor boy lives she’ll be his wife one day, I expect: and I’m sure I shouldn't ob. ject, for she makes a house wonderful comfortable, and always tries to be cheerful.” The doctor had been looking at Maggie while the sailor spoke, and then to her surprise said, “If you don't mind, I want you to come with me to the sickroom. Tom has frequently called out your name, and is doing so now ; sometimes a sudden surprise or shock will give a turn at such a time as this, and almost work a cure; follow me, don't be frightened if he talks loud, but go up to him as if nothing was the matter. Are you timid " “No, sir; I will not show any fear.” She was indeed shocked when she saw the change those days had made in the young man; his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes wildly staring, h's head, too, was shaved. He looked So unlike his old quiet self, she would hardly have known him. He was sitting up, and calling out her name as she entered. She went up to his side and took hold of his burning hand; he him a good wife; it's no use, I see, our blaming ourselves, the Lord's will be went softly up to Maggie, and gave her a few directions. “Tom,” he said, “might sleep now, perhaps, for hours, but would wake much exhausted, and that would be the turning-point; he must instantly have something given him to support him, and this repeated every few minutes.” He placed it all within her reach, and told her to send Allen for him when he awoke. He said he should make Mrs. Allen go and take rest in another room now. To this, at first, the poor mother objected, she could not imagine that Maggie was experienced enough to be left in such a charge. “My dear woman,” said the doctor, “I know what I'm about, make your mind easy. Some people are born nurses; and some no teaching could ever fit for the business ; Maggie is worth a dozen ordinary ones. She is quiet, gentle, and thoughtful; I have found all this out in a few minutes.” Mrs. Allen was obliged to submit, and the poor, worn-out woman was soon asleep in another room, notwithstanding her anxiety. As Maggie knelt alone by Tom's bed-side, she longed and prayed very hard that he might recover. She was very unselfish, and it was of his poor mother she thought the most. What would she do if God took him away? And then she prayed that they might all have submissive hearts, and be able to bless God for whatever He did, even if it was pain and grief to them. In that long nightwatch Maggie found what a comfort her Sunday-school learning was to her. She could not move to get a book, but the hymns she had learnt by heart came into her mind, and comforted her ; how often Tom had sung them with her and her brother Jack. There was one especially she loved— “Jesus, Refuge of my soul, And then that other beautiful one— “God of our lifel to Thee we call, And it seemed to her, that all that came into her mind were those which compared troubles to the raging sea, which had in truth been the cause of all theirs. Nearly two hours passed in this way. At last Maggie noticed a slight movement, and, watching anxiously, she saw Tom's eyes open and remain fixed on her. She held her breath ; was there reason in the look? Yes; for a weak voice asked, “Am I very ill, Maggie 7 where am I ?” She, remembering the necessity for E. quiet, answered quickly, “Yes, om, but drink this, and go to sleep without speaking again.” He obeyed like a child; and to her great comfort, after a few seconds, when he had swallowed what she put to his lips, he closed his eyes and again slept. Then Maggie's prayers were turned to thanksgiving, for she felt that there was hope. Allen had crept up without shoes, to assure himself that Tom was indeed sleeping, and sat down at the step of the door to be in readiness when he woke to go without delay for Mr. Wilson. It was getting towards evening when he again opened his eyes, and this time there was even more life and reason than before. Maggie beckoned Allen to go, gave some more food to her patient, and then, seeing that he was really awake, began talking to him in a quiet, careful manner, without allowing him to fatigue himself with questions. She told him how ill he had been, that his mother was taking a little rest, and that now he had slept ...there was every reason to hope he would soon get better. He laid quite still and content whilst she thus talked, and Mr. Wilson's first glance at his patient told him how well his instructions had been carried out. He thanked Maggie for her attention to his orders, and said, jokingly, that he should make her head-nurse at an hospital some day. She went away, pleased and happy, to call Mrs. Allen, whose heart . so rejoice at the news, and did not again return to the sick-room, feeling that her task there was done, and fearing to be in the way. Mr.Wilson did not conceal from them that there was yet danger, though more hope, and Tom expressed an earnest wish to see Mr. Stanly, to prepare himself for whatever might happen. (To be continued.) "GOD BLESS THE ROYAL PAIR!" W E take it for granted that all readers of the Prize have either a medal or a rosette which they wore on the 10th of March, the happy day on which Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, was married to Alexandra, Princess of Denmark; but, as we think that our readers will like also to have portraits of the Prince and Princess in the Magazine that they “take in" for themselves, we have had pictures prepared, and surrounded by a border of orange-blossoms, which all girls, at any rate, know is the wedding-flower. The Prince of Wales was born at Buckingham Palace on November 9, 1841, being the second child and eldest son of Her Majesty Queen Victoria. On January 25, 1842, he was baptized in the same St. George's Chapel at Windsor in which he has now been married. His early years were spent under the watchful care of his royal parents, and he had three different tutors while he was growing up ; to each of these tutors, on his wedding-day, he gave the good gift of a beautiful Bible. The Prince of Wales studied for a time at Oxford, at Cambridge, and at Edinburgh, and he spent the best part of a summer, learning something of soldiering, in his tent in the Curragh camp in Ireland. More than this, he has visited not only Rome and Paris, but also America, Canada, Egypt, and the Holy Land; so that if a first-rate education and foreign travel open the mind and fit a man for public life, we may hope much from our future Scotch, British, Swedes, Danes, and Norwegians. The Princess Alexandra Caroline Mary Charlotte Louisa Julia, who is now the wife of the Prince of Wales, was born Dec. 1, 1844, and is the eldest daughter and second child of a family of six children. Her father is Prince Christian of Denmark, and her mother the Princess Louisa, who is about two years older than our own loved Queen. The Danes loved their young princess, and parted with their “ pearl," as they called her, with sorrow, though they were glad that she was so honoured as to be the chosen bride of the heir of the proudest throne in the whole world ; but when they read the story of how the people of England have welcomed her, they will feel that they have not given their "pearl” to those who will not value her. Our young readers can hardly understand what a blessing the marriage of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert has been to this country for the last twenty years; but it has been so, and we can have no better wish for the Prince and Princess of Wales than that their wedding may be as rich in happiness to themselves, and as full of benefit to the people of this and other lands, as that wedding of February 10, 1840. That it may be so let us say from the heart that prayer which we have seen, in so many shapes and colours, during the last month, painted on banners, stamped on medals, woven in evergreens, or blazing in illuminations, “GOD BLESS THE ROYAL Pair." king. The Princess Alexandra comes from a land that in the olden time, instead of giving brides to our princes, gave kings to our people. In A.D. 1014 Sweyn, King of Denmark, made a fierce attack on our Saxon forefathers, and planted himself on the throne of England. His son was the famous Canute, who was king of six nations - English, For every sentence, clause, and word, |