way with a servant is very taking, and I'll never say but Miss Mary hasn't left her equal behind her." Meanwhile the bride and bridegroom reached their new home, a beautifully-situated residence not far from Taymouth.

As they drove up the long winding avenue fringed with rows of Scotch firs and pine, "See," cried Captain Mostyn, "look there to the right, just on the crest of that hill. Do you see that noble red deer? what splendid antlers he has."

"Oh, yes; magnificent!" exclaimed Mary. "See how he bounds from crag to crag, scarcely seeming to touch the ground. I am almost bewildered by the beauty and novelty of the scene. What a charming country to live in !"

"If we look sharp we may see many more,' said Captain Mostyn, taking a small telescope out of his pocket, and with it drawing out a paper parcel. "What is this? I see it is directed to you," he said, handing it to Mary. "Oh, I remember; the footman gave it to me as we were leaving Elmsgrove, and I forgot all about it.

"My aunt's writing! what can it be?" said Mary, as she read the address. "I suppose something I left behind me. I do remember putting up a smelling-bottle and box of matches, and I rather think I left them on the dressing-table. How kind of her to send them!" So saying, Mary put the parcel into her travelling-bag.

But that night, when alone, she opened it, and as she read upon one-for, as we know, the parcel con

tained two little packets-" For my darling child," her eyes filled with tears. "Child!" It was the first time she had ever seen, or heard, that word applied to herself, and with trembling hands she broke the seal. "Pictures!" she exclaimed, "two beautiful miniatures!" as she opened the purple morocco case in which they lay side by side. "That must be mamma! I feel it. And this, papa! Oh, yes! I can fancy those deep, earnest eyes, so full of love, as he said what Miss Harrison told me long ago, that his heart's desire was that I should be a child of God.' But I wonder aunt never gave me these pictures before, for indeed I would always have valued them, at least ever since I can remember. Precious treasures!" she said, as she closed the case "many a weary, lonely hour you would have cheered, and now you make this bright, happy day, ever so much happier! But here is another little parcel, fallen on the ground. A few trifles from aunt.' Not trifles at all, I think," she said, as the coral necklace, the brooch, and garnet ring fell on her lap; "and I like that ring to have lost a stone, it shows that aunt really wished to give me a present, and that she knew I would value it as her gift."

"Everything has made me happy-oh, so happyhappier than any words can express,' was Mary's last thought as she closed her eyes in sleep that night.

"And the deep sigh seemed to heave up a weight

Of bliss, that pressed too heavy on the heart."

CHAPTER XIII.

"SHE is certainly a great loss to me," thought Miss Harrison, one day about a month after Mary's marriage, when, kept within doors by her inveterate enemy, a bitter east wind, she wanted to send some one to see Mrs Harpur, who was more than usually ill. Fanny Wright would, I am sure, kindly go for me; but then, she is always so hurried, and has really too much to do." While thus meditating, Fanny herself came in.

“I am delighted to see you, Miss Harrison," she said warmly," and hope you are better. I would have come before, only I heard your cough was so bad, I feared to make you talk. Besides, to say the truth, I am so fearfully busy, flying after my business from morning to night, and never able to overtake half of it. It is certainly very unsatisfactory, but it can't be helped. So, good-bye, dear Miss Harrison, and now don't look so shocked; and if there is anything I can do for you, be sure to let me know."

"And add to your burden of unfulfilled duties,' Miss Harrison said, kindly but seriously. "Do you think it would be right of me to do that?" She held Fanny's hand as she spoke, and looked at her so ear

nestly that Fanny sat down again, saying, “I do not quite understand you. I am really in earnest when I say it would give me the greatest pleasure to do anything I could for you while you are ill. For instance, is there any sick person I might visit? I know Mary sometimes helped you in that way. "There is a poor woman of whom I was thinking when you came in-Mrs Harpur.”

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Oh, poor Mrs Harpur! She is very bad just now I hear. I will go to her with the greatest pleasure tomorrow. Indeed, I often see her," continued Fanny, though she is not on my list, or on that of any of our committee-ladies; for Mr Jones knew, of course, that as you looked after her she would want for nothing. I will certainly go to-morrow. Have you any particular message for her?"

"Thank you, no particular message; but, if you can manage to call, I shall be glad; and, pray, bring me word exactly how she is. But, as I said, I am really unwilling to add to your work."

"Pray don't say so," Fanny replied.

"One more

If the worst

or less won't make much difference. comes to the worst, I will give up something else for a day or two. So, good-bye, and by this time to-morrow I will have news for you.'

On her way home she stopped at the school. It was the hour for needlework, and a little girl, Emma Rae, one of her own class, was crying over a piece of hemming. "I can't make the hem straight," she said, in reply to Fanny's inquiry into the cause of her tears. "It always goes crooked, and mistress

won't let me go to the play-ground until I do it right."

Show it to me," said Fanny, ever ready to help the distressed. See, Emma, you must not turn down both the folds together; one at a time is the way, Do you see-so. It's quite easy."

** I think it's very hard," sobbed Emma. "I could do the stitches, but I know I could never turn down the hem straight.

It's too hard.”

And Emma was right. It was "too hard" for so Young a child. The hem ought to have been turned down and tacked by the mistress, and then the little Angers would have managed the stitches. Fanny saw this as a glance, and said, cheerily, “I'll tell NOWA WEST YOUA Must da Emma: bring your work to Elzagrete „Žur school, and have it for me. I will settle la fe you this evening. And remember, you must con đỉ 16 P-HITTON, a ne way to school. And don't forget to leave home ten minutes sooner they used, so you will have to come a little out of wur way.

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** I will indeal; and flam gone out, just ask for M March, sur diu, you know, and she 'll give it Do you. I will leave it with her. So now, there's a good child; by your oes, and don't dry any more.” Emina Joyed, and Fanny left the school rejoicing that sie haal Ovital in **ust i time to save that poor little thing a soitting,

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