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But when she contemplated an attack upon the huge chimney occu- Pylng the centre of the building. he mg. anuestionahly it was the old- est house in Silverton, for on the heavy oaken door of what was ('all- (low called out: “Please, (.‘ousin Lucy ml the back room was still to be seen relieVe me of these flowers. I the mark of a bullet, left there by r brOUght them over in honor of some marauders who, during the ‘ Katy’s return. Revolution, had encamped in that Blushing guiltily, Mrs. Lennox ad- neighhorhood. George Washington, vanced to meet a tall, dark-looking it was said, had spent a night lle- man with a grave, pleasant face, heath its roof, the deacon's mother which, when he smiled, was strange- pouring for him her Bohea tea and 1y attractive, from the sudden lightu breaking her homeâ€"made brezt-l. Sim-e ing up of the hazel eyes and the glit- that time several attempts had hren ter of the White, even teeth so fully made to modernize the house. I..\lla to View. and plaster had been put, upon the “Oh. thank you, Morris! Katy rafters and paper upon the walls, . will like them, I am sure," Mrs. Len- wooden latches hadxgiven place to nox said, taking from his hand a iron, while in the parlor, where Wash- bouquet of the choice flowers which ington had slept, there was the we ,grew only in the hothouse at Lin- travagance of a porcelain knob, such .WOOd- “001110 in for 8- moment, as Uncle Ephraim said was only fit please.” for gentry who could aflord to be i ”N0, thank' YOU." the dOCtOl‘ re- grand. For himself he was content plied. “There is a case of rheuma- to live as his father did; but young 'tism just. over the hill, and I must folks, he supposed, must, in some 2 not be idle if I would retain the prac- things haVe their way, and so when ; tice given to me. Not that I make his pretty neice, who had lived with anything bUt good will as yet, for him from childhood to the day of her ,only the Silverton poor dare trust marriage, came back to him a widow, ,’ their lives in my inexperienced hands, bringing her two Iatherless children iBut I can afford to wait," and with and a host of new ideas, he good- 'another flash of the hazel eyes Mor- humoredly suffered her to tear down ris walked away a pace or two, then, some of his household idols and re- las if StFUCk With 301119 sudden [place them with her own. And thus thought, turned back, and fanning “It’s Helen, if anybmly,”she said aloud, just as a Voice near the win- it was that the farm-house gradually - his heated face with his leghorn hat, changed its appearance, idr young lsaid, hesitatingly: “By the way, womanhood which has had one . Uncle Ephraim’s last payment on the : glimpse of the outer world will not lold mill falls duo to-morrow. Tell 'settle down quietly amid fashions a him if he says anything in your pres- century old. Lucy Lennox, when she ,ence, not to mind unless it is per- roturned to the farm-house, was not 'fQCtly convenient. He must be some- quite the same as when. she went what straightened just now, as away. Indeed, Aunt Betsy in her Katy's trip cannot have cost him a guileless heart feared that she had [small sum." clear, for a certain little book on whose a. moment felt slightly piqued that written “Common Pray- Morris Grant should take so much or," and at which Aunt Betsy scarce~ ly dared to look, lest she should be guilty of the enormities practiced by the llomanists themselves. Clearer headed than his sister, read the therein much that was good, oversight of her uncle's aflairs. “Uncle. Ephraim did not pay the bills," Mrs. Lennox {altered at last. “Mrs. Woodhull wrote that the ex- the deacon 'pense should be nothing to me, and black-bound book, finding as she is fully able and makes so but much 0! Katy, I did not think it wondering “why.,_ when folks promisp wrong." I heavy oukon door of what, was cull- ed the back room was still to be seen the mark of a bullet, left there by some maraudcrs who, during the Revolution, had encamped in that mighborhood. George Washington waters of Fairy I’ond, which from the back door of the farm-house were plainly seen, both in the summer sun- shine and when the intervening fields were covered with the white snow. The home of such a trio, was, like themselves, ancient and unpretenti- ous. nearly one hundred years having elapsed since the solid foundation was laid to a portion of the build- ing. Unquestionably it was the old- est house in Silverton, for on the reference when he condemned the plaiting of hair and the wearing of gold and jeWcls. Quaint, queer and simples-headed, she had but little idea of any world this side of heav- en, except the one bounded by the “huckleherry” hills and the crystal waters of Fairy I’ond, which from the back door of the farm-house Warn His helpmeet, Aunt Hannah, like that virtuous Woman mentioned in the Bible, was one “who seeketh wool and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands, who riseth while yet it is night, and giveth meat to her household,” while Miss Betsy Bar- low, the deacon’s maiden sister, was a character in her way, and bore no resemblance to those frivolous fe- males to whom the ADostla Pan] hm: meal found entrance to the doors where cold and hunger would have otherwise been, while to his minister he was literally a. holder up of the weary hands, and a comforter in the time of trouble. more than the tall, muscular man, with the long white hair, who, Sun- day after Sunday, walked slowly up the middle aisle to his accustomed larly passed the contribution box, bowing involuntarily in token of ap- probation when a neighbor’s gift was larger than its wont, and gravely dropping in his own ten centsâ€"never more, never less, always ten centsâ€" hls weekly oflering, which he knew amounted in a year to just five dol- lars and twenty cents. And still Uncle Ephraim was not stingy. as the Silverton poor could testify, for many a load of wood and bag of mnn‘ InsanA ___l-, like the wildNew England beautiful and grand. None knew Uncle Ephraim Barlow but to respect him, and at the church in which he was a I. Uncle Ephraim Barlow was an old- lashioned man, clinging to the old- time customs of his fathers, and looking with but little toleration upâ€" on what he termed the “new-(angled notions" of the present generation. Born and reared amid the rocks and hills of the Bay State, his nature partook largely of the nature of his %9§ébfiwfiééfié$b§w§w§é$$$$$$$$ $$$$$$$$$$$9fl9$$$$fig CHAPTER I. “Mrs. Woodhull was so urgent and so fond 01’ Katy; and t‘ on I thought it Well to giVo her the advantage of being with such people as compose that putty, the very first in Canan- daiguu, besides some from New York,” Mrs. Lennox began in self- defiance, but Morris did not ntnn' tn and for the sake of ossociating her daughter with people whom the world had placed above her, she would stoop to accept that upon which she had no claim. “Lucy Lennox! I am astonished!" was all Morris could say, as the tinge of wounded pride dyed his cheek. Kate was a connectionâ€"a distant, it is true; but his blood was in her veins, and his inborn pride shrank . from receiving so much from strang- ers, while he wondered at her moth- er, feeling more and more convinced that what he had so long suspected was literally true: Mrs. Lennox was weak, Mrs. Lennon was ambitious, , v - v-â€" ”5-- v. .5». “OJVOV - “I I‘ll #0 “Uncle Ephraim did not pay tho bills, " st. Lennox {altered at last. “Mrs. Woodhull wrote that the ex- pense should be nothing to me, and as she in fully able and makes so much of Katy, I did not think it wrong." The cIear, penetrating eyes were looking full at Mrs. Lennox, who for a. moment felt slightly piqued that Morris Grant should take so much oversight of her uncle's affairs. i “No, thank‘ you," the doctor re- plied. “'l“here is a Case of rheuma- 'tism just over the hill, and I must 3 not be idle if I would retain the prac- ; tice given to me. Not that I make ‘anything but good will as yet, for gonly the Silverton poor dare trust ' their lives in my inexperienced hands, But I can atl‘ord to wait," and with another flash of the hazel eyes Mor- ris walked away a pace or two, then, as it struck with some sudden thought, turned back, and fanning his heated face with his leghorn hat, said. hesitatingly: “By the way, Uncle Ephraim’s last payment on the old mill falls due to-morrow. Tell him if he says anything in your pres- ence, not to mind unless it is per- fectly convenient. He must be some- what straightened just now, as Katy's trip cannot have cost him a small sum." “Oh. thank you, Morris! Katy will like them, I am sure," Mrs. Len- nox said, taking from his hand a bouquet of the choice flowers which grew only in the hothouse at Lin- wood. “Come in for a moment, please.” -â€"' vâ€"v-vv" “on“ as Canan'daigua was her choice, they had gone thither the year before, but Helen, the eldest, had fallen sick within three months, and returned to Silverton, satisfied that the New Eng- land schools were good enough for her. This was Helen; but Katy was different. Katy was more susceptible of polish and refinementâ€"so the mother thought; and as she arrang- ed and re-arranged tne little parlor, lingering longest by the piano, Dr. Morris’s gift, she drew bright pic- tures of her favorite child, wondering how the farm-house and its inmates would\seem to her after all she must have seen during her weeks of travel since the close of the summer term. And then she wondered why cousin Morris was so annoyed when told that Katy had accepted an im'ita- tion to accompany Mrs. Woodhull: and her party on a trip to Montreal . and Lake George, taking Boston on her homeward route. Katy’s mouth ments Were nothing to him, unlessâ€"â€" and the little ambitious mother struck at. random a few notes of the soft-toned piano as she thought. how ‘ possible it was that the interest al- ; ways manifested by staid, quiet Mor- ' ris Grant for her light-hearted lx'ate was more than a brotherly interest, ; such as he would naturally feel for; the daughter of one who had been; to him a second father. But Katy . was so much a child when he went 3 away to Paris that it could not be. : She would sooner .‘hin of Ilelen, ' who was more like him. Katy Lennox had been for a year an inmate of Canandaigua Seminary, whither she was sent at the expense of a distant relative to whom her fa- ther had been guardian, and who, during her infancy, had had a home with Uncle Ephraim, Mrs. Lennox having brought him with her when she returned to Silverton. Dr. Mor- ris Grant he was now, and he had just come home from a three years' sojourn in Paris, and was living in his own handsome dwelling across the fields toward Silverton village, and hall a mile or more from Uncle Ephraim's farm-house. He had writ- ten from Paris, offering to send his cousins, Helen and Kate, to any school their mother might select, and Knots too ‘bulky for the kitchen atove. This was fourteen years ago, and in that lapse of time Lucy Len- nox had gradually fallen in with the family ways of living, and ceased to talk of her cottage in western New York, where her husband had died and where were born her danghtera, one of whom she was expecting home on the warm J‘uly day when our story opens. MARY J. HOLMES. BY Deciding that “1t. was a. good thumpin' price," she returned to the kitchen. where Katy, dancing and brighter, and her figure fuller than of oid. She had improvod, but she did not appear to know it. or t how beautiful she was in the fresh bloom of seventeen, with her golden “It was perfectly 8D home," she said, hand; to Helvu, her sunshade er, her satchel to Aunt er. _ - v 1 U] the four females regarding her int-ent- ly was something as follows: Mrs Lennox detected unmistakable marks of the grand society she had been too fine for a. Barlow- while Helen ’ Mrs. Woodhull’s palace, or if she did, giVing the preference to the form- DP, She was very stylish in her pretty traveling dress of gray, made under Mrs. Woodhull's supervision, and noâ€" thing could be more becoming than her jaunty hat, tied with ribbons of blue, While the dainty kids, bought to match the dress, fitted her fat hands charmingly, and the little high-heeled boots of soft prunella were faultless in their style. She was very attractive in her personal appearance and the mental Verdict of the {our females regarding hm. ant-“ ; “Never mind, mother," Helon an- fswered cheerily: “if Katy is as she ' used to be, she will care more for us 5 than for silver, and I guess she is, | for I imagine it would take a great {deal to make her an thing but a warm-hearted, mcrry 1i tle creature,” om familiar waylnurks met her \‘imv. “There is Aunt Betsy, with her dress pinned up us usual,” she cried, when at last the wagon stopped be.- fore the door, and the four women came fiurriedly out to meet her, al- most smothering her with c and then holding her ofi' to had changed. a I‘CSSOS. see if she A This Was sensible Helen’s tribute of affection to the little guy, chattering butterfly, at that moment an occu- pant of Uncle Eph-I‘aim's awn-colored wagon, and riding with that worthy toward home, throwing kisses to every barefoot boy and girl she met. and screaming with delight as the old familiar wayinarks met her \‘inw .- “We, ought. to have some silver forks.” she said despondingly, as she laid by each plate the three-Lined forks of steel, to pay for which He]- en and Katy had picked hucklehor- ries on the hills and dried apples from the orchard. ’ How the doctor’s views were re- garded by the. Deacon’s family we shall see by and by. At present our story has to do with Ilelen,, holding her bowl Of berries by the rear door and looking across the distant fields. With one last glance at the object of her thoughts, she re-entered the house where her mother was arranging the square table. for dinner, bringing out the white stone china. instead of the mulberry set kept for everyday use. f “It’s better, too, now than when If ‘ came home, " Helen thought, as with ' I he1 rich scarlet fruit she went slowly‘ to the house. “Morris is here, and the | I new church, and if she likes she can 1 teach in Sunday school, though may- ‘ be she “ill prefer going with Uncle.| Eph1ui111.lle will be pleased if she does." and pausing by the door, Hal-é en looked across Fairy Pond in the direction of Silverton village, where. the top of a slender spire was just' visible-the spire of St. John's, built within the year, and mostly at the I expense of Dr. Morris Grant. who, a zealous churchman himself, had lali- ored successfully to instill into llel- en’s mind some of his own peculiar ' views, as well as to awaken in Mrs. ‘ Lennox's heart the professions which had lain dormant for as long,r a time ' as the little 111.11 K hound hook llzl'l lain on the cupbomd shell, forgotten and umend. “I wish Cuuuln Morris had offered , his carrlugo,” alw thought. as the ; corn-colored wugnn disappeared from ’ V107. “Tho truln stops five minufcs at Wont Bllvcrton. and some of those 1 grand ooplo will b. likely to see the ‘. turnou .” and with a sigh as she. . doubted Whether it. were not a dis- grace as well us an inconvenience to : be poor, she repnlrcd to the kitchen, when: sundry savory smells betoken- ed a plentiful dinner. Bending over the sink, with ‘her cap strings tucked back, her sleeves rolled up, and her short purple cali- co shielded from harm by her broad check apron, Aunt Betsy stood clean- ing the ailvery onions, and occasion- ally wiping her dim old eyes, as the odor proved too strong for her. At another table stood Aunt Hannah, deep in the mysteries of the light white crust which was to cover the tender chicken boiling in the pot, while in the oven bubbled and baked the custard pie, remembered as Katy's favorite, and prepared for her coming by Helen herselfâ€"plainâ€"Bpokâ€" en, dark-eyed Helenâ€"now out in the strawberry beds, picking the few lu- scious berries which almost by a miracle had been coaxed to wait for Katy, who loved them so dearly. hear more. and hurried o! a second time, while Mrs. Lennox looked ei- ter. him, wondering at the ieeling which she could not understand. A call irom Uncle Ruhr-aim roused her, and going out into the square heir wa'ing around her childish tore- hstd. and her deep blue eyes laugh- ing so expressively with each change of her constantly varying face. Everything animate and inanimate pertaining to the old house, came in entry she tied his linen cravat, and ; for its share of notice. She kissed then handing him the blue umbrella. the kitten, squeezed the cat. hugged an appendage he took with him in ; the dog, and hUgged the little goat sunshine and in storm, she watched ,5 tied to his post in the clover yard him as he stepped into hls one-horse j and trying so hard to get free. The wagon and ammo briskly away in the - horse, to whom she fed handfuls _ of direction of the depot, where he was . grass. had been already hugged. She to meet his were, I did that the first thing after stranglâ€" "1 Willi Cmmln Morris had oflered ' ing‘ Uncle Ephraim as she alighted h“ carrluge,” 5““ thought. as the from the train, and some from the corn-colored wagon disappeared from ‘ car window saw it, smiling at What view. “Th" ”M" “OPS “VG minutes ' they termed the charming simplicity at West Silvertun, and some Of those ' of an enthusiastic schoolâ€"girl. Bless- g‘l‘antl people will be likely to see the i ed youth! blessed early girlhood, surâ€" turnout." and with a sigh as she. ' rounded by a halo of rare beauty! doubted Whether it were not a dis- 5 It was Katy’s shield and buckler, cho I”! W.“ "3 Ml inconvenience to ‘ warding oil many a cold (riticism b0 P00”. Sho repulrcd 10 the kitchen, , which might otherwise ha\'e been where sundry savory smells betoken- ‘ passed upon her. but more, and hurried 0! a ucond time, while Mn. Immox looked af- ter. him, wondering at the teeling which she could not. understand. perfectly splendid . sand, handing her ll)“ CHI-*5“ ‘ J to get gloves Detsy aecmed that her ;00 big and her clothes 9. Barlow; while Helen, »eyond dress, _or style, or ‘9 Katy, dancing and circles, _scarcely stood nnet in the vicinitil o; , from which it was made to her 310th- Aunt Hannah, and ’to be here to see me," she said”; ”They were very proud," Morris poutingly, “and 1 am going over aei said. "but they were always «nil quick as 1 eat my dinner." 3 to him," and Katy, had she Hwn BUt against this all exclaimed at: WatChing, might have 50‘" n slur?“ once. She was too tired, the moth- flush on his check as he told her of er said, she must lie down and rest. the stately Woman, Wilford's moth- while Helen suggested that she had er, 0‘ the haughty Juno, 8. beauty not told them about her trip, and i and a belle, and lastly of Aralwlla. Uncle Ephraim remarked that she ‘ Whom the family nicknamed Blue would not find Morris at home, as i bell. from her excessive fondness for he was going that afternoon to books. and her contempt for the Spencer. fashionable life her mother and :SlS‘ "Are you glad to have me home; ter led. again, Uncle Eph?" she asked when l It was evident that neither of 1110 once she caught him regarding her young ladies were wholly to MorriS'! With a peculiar look. taste, hat of the two, he preferred “Yea, Katy-did, very glad," he an-‘ Bluebell. for though imperiou- and 0'9“: “I’ve mismd you every day“, ”ll-Wu“. the had tome heart. 803” “10“!!! you do nothing much but W916. While Juno had none. 'I‘hil bother me." was Hot-rife opinion. and it die- .Why did you look Io (unity at m" “M little Katy. u was VI“! _'___-_‘,- But, against this all exclaimed at once. She was too tired, the moth- er said, she must lie down and rest, while Helen sUggested that she had not told them about her trip, and Uncle Ephraim remarked that she would not find Morris at home, as he was going that afternoon to Spencer. ; suigin' aundays when the folks get up and Helen plays the accordmn.” "Melodeon, uunty, melodoon,” and Helen lunghed merrily at hernun:'s mistake, turning,r the convorsuiion again. and this time to Canundnizzuu, where she had some acquaintancvs. But Katy was so much afraid of Canandaigua, and what talking of it. might lead to, that she kept to Cou- sin Morris, asking innumerable ques- tions about. his house and grounds, and whether there were as many flow- ers there now as there used to be in the days when she and Helen went to ‘ say their lessons at Linwood, as‘ they had done before Morris sailed, for Europe. 3 “I think it right. mean in him not i to be here to see me,” she said, ‘ poutingly, “and I am going overas! quick as I eat my dinner." “If you’ll believe it, Halon here is one of ’em, and has got a sight of 'Piscopa! quirks into her head. Why. she and Morris sing that talkin'-like singin' Sundays when the folks get up and Helen plays the accordoon.” To this there was no response, and being launched on her favorite topic, Aunt Betsy continued: “Oh, he's Wilford Cameron, that’s a all; lives on Fifth Avenueâ€"is a Taw- yerâ€"is very richâ€"a friend of Mrs. ‘Woodhull, and was with us in our travels,” Kate answered rapidly, the . red burning on her cheeks so brightly § that Aunt Betsy innOCently passed ‘ her a big feather fan, saying “ she . looked mighty hot." “Yes, and runs it, too," Aunt Bet- ly answered energetically, proceeding to tell “what goin's on they had, with the minister shiftin' his clothes now and ag'in, and the folks all talkin’ together. Morris got me in once," she said, “and I thought meetin’ was let out half a dozen times, so [much h'istin’ round as there was. l’d as soon go to a show if it Was a good one, and I told Morris so. He laughed and said I’d feel difierent when 1 know 'em bet- ter; but needn't tell me that prayers made up is as good as them as isn't, though Morris, 1 do believe, will get to Heaven a long ways ahead of me. if he is a ‘I’iscopal." And Katy was warm, but whether ‘I from talking of Wilford Cameron or! not none could tell. She said no E more of him, but went on to speak of Morris, asking if it Were true, as § she had heard, that he built the new church in Silverton. i 1 D “Who is Wilford Cameron?" asLâ€"éld Mrs. Lenuox. I never wrote about. him, did I?” and the little maiden began to blush a. she stirred he! {ea industriously. “Ho Is very fine looking, too," she said, whereupon Katy involuntarily exclaimed: “I wonder if he is as handsome as Wilford Cameron? Oh, a mere shak‘ing of his hands, kindly turned the conversation by telling how Morris was improved by his tour abroad, and how much the poor ’cople thought of him. “The land!" and Aunty Betsy brightened. “If that's all, eat 'em. 'Tain’t no Ways likely you’ll get near enough to him to make any dif- ferenceâ€"only turn your head when you shake hands!’ But Katy remained incorrigible, while Helen, who guessed that her impulsive sister was contemplating a warmer greeting of the doctor than was not polite enough to come here, and you know it might not be so pleasant." It was the first time Aunt Betsy had called a name so obnoxious to Kate, especially when, as in the pre- sent case, great emphasis was laid upon the rine, and from past experi- ence Katy knew that her good aunt was displeased. Her first impulse' was to accept the dish refused; but when she remembered her reason for refusing, she said, laughingly: “Ex- cuse me, Aunt Betsy, I love them still, butâ€"butâ€"well, the fact is, I am going by and by to run over and see Cousin Morris, inasmuch as he 0 They were sitiing down to dinner now, and the d1a1on' 5 voice trembl- ed as, with the blessing 1m ol11d he thanked God in biinging back the little girl whose head was for a mo- m11nt bent re 111 ently, but quickly lifted itself up as its owner in the same breath with that in which the deacon uttered his amen, dei'l. 1111d how hungry she was, and Went into rhapsodies over the nicely cooked vi- ands which loaded the table. The best bits were hers that day, and she refused nothing until it came to Aunt Betsy' 3 onions, once her special de- light, bUt now declined, greatly to the distress of the old lady, who hav- ing been on the watch for “quirks," as she styled any departure from long established customs, now knew she had found one, and with an injured expression, withdrew the oflered bowl, saying sadly: “You used to eat ’em raw, Catherine; what's got into yon?" ”No. he died one lovely day in October. and they buried him M" heath the bright. Skies of Fram'v,” Morris said. and then Katy asked about the mother and sisters. “Were they proud, and did he like them much?" WG-3. how patient under suffering. and how eagerly he listened. when Morris, Who at. one time attvndt‘d him. told him of the \‘aviour and his love for little children. "Did he get WON?" Katy askt‘d. her eyes filling with tears at the Picture Morris drew of Jamie (‘amâ€" eron. sitting all day long in his wheel-chair. and trying to comfort his grandmother's distress, “111'“ the torturing instruments for straighten. ing his poor back were applied. 11" l “What! You don't knmv Wilford?" Katy almost, screamed. and Morris replied: “Not Wilford, no; hut the mother and the sisters were in Paris, and I met them many times." "What were they doing in Paris ?" Katy asked, and Morris replied that he believed the immediate object of their being there, was to obtain the best medical advice for a little orâ€" phan grandchild. a bright. lmatltiilfl boy, to whom some terrible amident had happened in infancy, prmuning his walking entirely, and making him nearly helpless. His name Was J am- ie, Morris said. and as he saw that Katy was interested, he told her how sweet-tempered the little fellow ‘7 a.“..\.- “Yes, I know those (‘mncrnns." was Morris's quiet remark. â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" .svv vutllUl‘ til any ()IIU- l UC- lie\'e Mrs. Woodhull was more than half in love with him herself, and she talked so much of his family; they. must be very grand." Something in MorriS's voicostart- led Katy strangely; her hand came down from his shoulder, and for an instant there swept over hvr an 0mm- tion similar to what, she had felt when with Wilford (‘amcmn she rambled along the shows of Lake George. or sat alone with him on the deck of the steamer which Carried them down Lake Champlain. Morris had always been her bro- ther, and she did not guess that she Was more to him than a sister, so she answered frankly at last: "I guess I did like him a little. I couldn't help it, Morris. You could not either, or any one. I be- Wilford Cameron?’ 'â€" â€" v-ua' But Wilford WES 56!: to blame, be reflected. He could not help admir- ing the bright little Katyâ€"and so conquering all ungcnerous feelings, he turned to her at last. and Said: “Perhaps 60," Morris ans‘ feeling a. growing resentment. wards one who it seemed to had don'e bin; at great wrong. "You would like Mr. Came Cousin Morris. He made me 1 of you a little, only he is prom and Katy's hand moved up Mor coat Sleeve till it rested on his 5! der. "Oh Katy," and Morris stazted u if he had been stung, “I would u- ther have given Linwood than hm you thul indebted to Wilford Cun- eron. or any other man." “I could not help it. I did not mean any harm" Katy said, timid. ly, explaining how she had shrunk from the proposition which Mrs, Woodhull thought was right. urging it until she consented, and telling how kind Mr. Cameron Was, and how careful not to remind her oi her indebtedness to him, attending to and anticipating every want as if she had been his sister. "He said more about my joi the party than anybody, and 1 very 3150 ha paid the bills.” -‘A- "Yes. let me tell you,” and K“! spoke rapidly. "I saw hnn um night, and then -â€" well, I alone with him once down by tho lake, and he talked to me just at: he Was not. a. grand man andl ' school-girl. And when the closed. I staid at Mrs. Woodhuuv. and he was there. He liked my playing and liked my singing, and} guess he liked meâ€"that is. you km ~yeu. he liked me some,” and K“! twisted the fringe of her shawl, While Morris, in spite of the pain tugging at his heart strings, laughed aloud as he rejoined. “I have no doubt he did: but go onâ€"what next?" “Wilford Cameron with your trip?" Morris asked, idea. dawning on his mind. eron, from New York, a bachelor, whose family “ for their wealth and em] keeping six servants and li\ finest style; that Mrs. WW all through the year had kind to Katy, Came to school and invited her hm that she had gone and 1 Cameron; that. she was H afraid of him at first, and sure that She was (Wile now, although he Was so her all through the journe so much pains to have he, finest sights and laughing enthusiasm. came out in [er at last, and 83 little Cousin Kitty Morris answered, haw? _her a” . ‘0‘” n9 to her an“ ler home 1 o {g} 4:; 5' unoa’ 5'; my jjqinin; flu-two: You at him, 118': I001- like it ma mm a I'll! 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