not forgotten the unfortunate fate of Chrissy's daughter. She had lived in seven different families, from the last of which she ran away, because she thirsted for words of kindness which she did not receive there. The fear of discovery deterred her from giving any other account of herself than that her name was Alice; and her unusual thoughtfulness and great desire to make herself useful, forbade any pressing inquiries, it being evident enough that if she had been treated kindly, no blame would have rested on her. She became warmly attached to Milly, and caressing her one day, said with touching tenderness, "Miss Milly, why won't you let me call you mother, I do so want a mother." It was impossible for that loving soul to deny such a request to this lonely one, and she adopted her under the name of Alice Dayton, and richly was she repaid by her affectionate devotion. Life was now opening before her with a rich harvest. In the most depraved and degraded she found the germ of some noble, purpose, which needed only the right kind of influence to nourish and perfect it; in the most humble and unpretending, rare gems of thought and modest worth, which, as if by intuition, she grasped and unfolded.
The dumb prophet had found a voice at last; a voice which has many times been echoed through the land during the stirring events of the last few years, as woman has in thousands of instances come up from the painful inactivity of home into a sphere of happiness and usefulness, where by ministering unto others in camp and hospital, hovel and prison, she has found in each deed of blessing a triple benediction for herself.
