d ; tories  it  Miss Canbys story o me, and t mine   to make me understand t onisterness t suspicion upon t. And yet  possibly il I o recall anyt t t I e quot;t Kingquot;; but I could remember not to Jack Frost, and a poem for c;t,quot; and I kne in my composition.

    At first Mr. Anagnos, troubled, seemed to believe me. ender and kind to me, and for a brief space ted. to please ried not to be uno make myself as pretty as possible for tion of asons birtook place very soon after I received the sad news.

    I o be Ceres in a kind of masque given by t enfolded me, t autumn leaves t  and grain at my feet and in my y of t made my  heavy.

    t before tion, one of teacitution ion connected ;t King,quot; and I elling  Miss Sullivan alked to me about Jack Frost and ected in my  I did remember Miss Canbys story of quot;t Fairies,quot; and sold  empically t saken.

    Mr. Anagnos,  urned a deaf ear to t least suspected, t Miss Sullivan and I ely stolen t ts of anoto igation composed of teacitution, and Miss Sullivan o leave me. tioned and cross-questioned  seemed to me a determination on t of my judges to force me to ackno I remembered ;t Fairiesquot; read to me. I felt in every question t and suspicion t , too, t a loved friend  me reproac  all to  my t, and I could scarcely speak, except in monosyllables. Even t it ake did not lessen my suffering, and  I o leave t notice my teacender le girl and they were proud of me.

    As I lay in my bed t nig as I . I felt so col