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Kate, or Katy Lennox, our heroine, had been for a year an inua Seminary, whither she was sent at the expense of a distant relative to who her infancy, had also had a hoht her with her when, after her husband's death, she returned to Silverton Dr Morris Grant he was now, and he had just co in his own handsoe, and half a mile or more from Uncle Ephrai to send his cousins, Helen and Kate, to any school their ua was her choice, they had both gone thither a year ago, Helen, the eldest, falling sick within the first threehoood enough for her This was Helen; but Katy was different Katy was ht; and as she arranged and rearranged the little parlor, lingering longest by the piano, Dr Morris' gift, she drew bright pictures of her favorite child, wondering how the plain farua and all sheher weeks of travel since the close of the summer term And then she wondered next why Cousin Morris was so much annoyed when told that Katy had accepted an invitation to accompany Mrs Woodhull and her party on a trip to Montreal and Lake George, taking Boston on her ho to him, unless--and the little, ambitious mother struck at randoht how possible it was that the interest always ht-hearted Kate 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 away to Paris that it could not be She would sooner think of the dark-haired Helen, as older and more like him

"It's Helen, if anybody," she said aloud, just as a voice at thecalled out: "Please, Cousin Lucy, relieve ht theuiltily, Mrs Lennox advanced to rave, pleasant face, which, when he s up of the hazel eyes and the glitter of the white, even teeth disclosed so fully to view