farm, for, I had promised her to come at sunset. Mrs. Grey was in the garden with her favorite.

"I have just been persuading Miss Milly to stay a few days with me," she said, as I approached. "Lame Philip is to bring his books; and you, Miss Bessie, will come every day to see us, will you not?"

I promised, glad to have her make the change for a time, certain that the example of Mrs. Grey's daily life and conversation, so thoroughly cheerful, by reason of her calm, earnest faith and religious view of all things, could not fail to benefit Mildred.

Colonel Aicheson came no more to GlenBeck, and Dana Poinsett's visits had ceased with Walworth's departure. The conversation of the circle that now met at Glen-Beck had become "stale, flat, and unprofitable" to me. I sought the drawing-room seldom now, and Mildred was with difficulty persuaded by her mother to enter it. She infinitely preferred the society of the children and Lame Philip to that of those who called themselves her friends.

CHAPTER XIX.

"Thou too must tread, as we tread, a way
Thorny, and bitter, and cold, and gray;
Rebels within thee, and foes without,

Will snatch at thy crown. But go on, glorious

Martyr, yet monarch, 'till angels shout,

And thou sittest at the feet of God, victorious."

"There are insects that can sting a giant to madness and death; there are words, and looks, and smiles that can rob one of every earthly joy."

HEN the cold winds of November
came, we removed to the city, for the
family this year were later than usual

in leaving Glen-Beck. Mildred, could she
have had her choice, would have preferred to
remain at Glen-Beck the year round, for the
city, with its whirl and bustle and distracting
gayety, was become distasteful to her. This

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could not be, however, and we were soon settled for the winter in Carysford Place, where Mr. Forrester's splendid residence fronted on a fine park, which was filled with tall trees, and where on pleasant days a fountain sent up its waters to meet the sunlight. The interior of the mansion was furnished in a style of great magnificence, for the rare taste that had adorned Glen-Beck had prevailed here also, and the pictures and statuary were valuable and beautiful. As Mildred went with through the different rooms, she pointed out various articles which Walworth had brought from Europe, and spoke with tears of the peace of a past period, when Walworth and she were as happy as youth, and wealth, and lack of trouble could make them. This past was all of pleasure that remained to her now. "Here," she said, as we seated ourselves in the boudoir adjoining her mother's room, "Dana Poinsett and Walworth read German with me when I first began the study. Ah, those were happy times!" and the sigh that followed these words was suppressed with a visible effort.

One of Mildred's first acts, on coming to reside in the city, was to seek and obtain an interview with Walworth. Hitherto all her efforts to see him had proved unavailing. He was never at home when she called; often when she had driven to the city with no other purpose than to see him. Now, however, she was more successful. She told me she had found him looking pale and thin, but that much of the old dissatisfied look was gone, and he was in reality happier than he had been in some time. "He asked particularly after you, Bessie," she said, "and you are to drive out every day with me. I promised him this. I am to take care that you do not grow ill with too much confinement."

"The same kind, thoughtful Walworth,” I said. "But are his present duties pleasant, Mildred ? "

"Very," she replied. "He could not himself have chosen more agreeable tasks. And I do believe," she continued, "that it is no hardship for him to live in those scantily furnished rooms at the university; and yet you are aware, Bessie, with what elegancies his

taste would lead him to surround himself. Dear brother! his will and strength of mind ennoble his poverty. I would willingly do likewise."

The distractions of her city life prevented Mildred from giving as much time as usual to Philip Arran, and fearing to hinder his progress, which was becoming more marked every day, she decided, after a little hesitation, to place him with Mr. Irving, the pastor of the church at Moreton, who was to prepare the boy for college. The parting with her pupil cost both herself and him a painful struggle, but she was convinced it would be for his ultimate benefit. She placed in Mr. Irving's hands Philip's bank-book, and directed that in case of her absence or death, the means therein contained should be used to defray the expenses of his education. But it must remain untouched so long as she was able herself to drive out once or twice a week to visit him, and receive from Mr. Irving a report of his progress.

Mildred kept the promise she had made her brother. I was taken for a drive every after