eyes a good-sized seed-cake.

    “I meant to give eaco take  as ttle toast, you must  no slices h a generous hand.

    e feasted t evening as on nectar and ambrosia; and not t deligertainment ification ess regarded us, as isfied our famisites on te fare she liberally supplied.

    tea over and tray removed, so t one on eacion folloo be admitted to hear.

    Miss temple y in ate in y in ion into t, ted, tened tened to rolling sense of ao ruck h wonder.

    t fire, tructress, or, per, t tint of ill t pale and bloodless; tre of y more singular t of Miss temple’s—a beauty neit of meaning, of movement, of radiance. t on  source I cannot tell. een a  large enougo eristic of , to me, memorable evening;  seemed ening to live racted existence.

    tions and times past; of countries far as of nature discovered or guessed at: t stores of kno my amazement reacs climax c to recall tin augaking a book from a srue a page of Virgil; and ion expanding at every sounding line. Sime! no delay could be admitted; Miss temple embraced us boto —

    “God bless you, my children!”

    tle longer t antly; it  ear from her cheek.

    On reacc pulled out ered ed old t to-morroicles pinned to her shoulder.

    “My to me, in a loended to  I forgot.”

    Next morning, Miss Scatce in conspicuous cers on a piece of pasteboard ttern,” and bound it like a pery round elligent, and benign- looking fore till evening, patient, unresentful, regarding it as a deserved punis. t Miss Sc