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LANTERN SETS 215 LIFE MODELS. 80LDEN LINKS; OR, LED BY THE LORD. By B. SWAN. Illustrated by Li/e Models. [ X In a miserable garret sat a -woman 13 She came to her favourite seat on Mi footstool I A little girl appeared on the threshold 14 They did -what they could to help I Mother, what has become of my father ? 15 I feel stronger to-nicht, much stronger 4 On one bed lay Mrs. Williams 16 See here, this is my crossing » Thank you for staying with her, Jenny 17 She sang it well 1 Mother, do you know who Jesus is? 18 A few moments later a servant ran out * Please, Miss Kate, I’ve brought Jenny Hardy 19 It’s little Jen, he whispered, faintly * Jenny kindling the fire 20 Kneeling in mute agony by her side I Why, mother, what’s the matter! 21 Hello, little woman 1 you’re in a hurry A Get off your things quickly 22 Is that you, Mr. Muir ! i Oh, Miss Kate 1 Mother, it's Miss Kate! 23 Is this really true 1 it A piercing cry from the bed interrupted her 24 Come to me, Jenny, said Mr. Ell Heading 4d. THE OLD CHAPEL' BELL By JOHN G. SAXE. Illustrated by Life Models. I Within a churchyard's sacred ground 6 On each returning Sabbath morn 4 A youth—a bright and happy boy 7 She read the story of the cross 3 A soft and shady spot is this 8 She stood beneath the sacred porch 4 He felt a languor creeping o’er 9 They laid her in the churchyard her* } To hail the blushing hride 10 The hoy awoke, aB from a dream Heading 6d. JACKS LITTLE SISTER KATE. By MAKY MAGDALEN EORRESTEB. Illustrated by Life Models. i I brought her home one lonely day 7 I brought her home to dreary house 9 “ Who is he!" the gossips would often ask 8 “He will come again,” she would often cry i Jack was my sweetheart 9 A group of men with faces white 4 The dying gift from a mother’s hand 10 My heart stood still with an awful fear 6 One morning there camo to our quiet town, 11 They carried her home a sailor 12 “ Jack’s little eister, Kate 1’* 6 I knelt me down in my sorrow deep Reading Id. THE LANDLORD'S VISIT. By BE WITT CLINTON LOCKWOOD. 1 Old Widow Clare 4 Now put in some taters—a pock will do 9 It was cold and snowing 6 So back o’er the road he went with his load 8 His heart for a moment stood still 6 -Was spread oat before him in tempting array Reading: 6d. A WINTER TALE. Anon. Illustrated by Life Models. I My name, sir, is Bill, but they call me 4 Wo Eet on a step, an’he jaws on so “ Swipes ” 5 A tickut 1 Oh, sir, God bless you now 1 3 But mother gives us a lump o’ bread 6 But the twins they takes it out of 'er • As I looks iD them cook-shop winders Reading 6d.