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This was Katy's letter, and it brought a gush of tears froly in it, theaway to weep in secret, without ever stopping to look at the new dresses sent to them by Wilford Cameron They were very soft, very handsoolden brown, and as she looked at it she felt a thrill of satisfaction in knowing it was hers, but this quickly passed as she took out one by one the gar when Katy would wear each one and where she would be

"She will never wear theh for her now!" she exclaimed, and as she just then came upon the little plaid, she laid her head upon the trunk lid, while her tears dropped like rain in a the discarded articles conderave, and she was still sobbing bitterly, when a step sounded outside the , and a voice called her na up her head Helen said, passionately: "Oh, Morris, look! he has sent back all Katy's clothes, which you bought and I worked so hard to h for his wife to wear, and so he insulted us Oh, Katy, I never fully realized till noholly she is lost to us!"

"Helen, Helen," Morris kept saying, trying to stop her, for close behind hi in, saw her kneeling before the trunk, her pale face stained with tears, and her dark eyes shining with excitenant at Wilford for thus unnecessarily wounding the sensitive girl, whose expression, as she sat there upon the floor, with her face upturned to Morris, haunted him for months Mark was sorry for her--so sorry that his first io quietly away, and so spare her thethat he had witnessed that little scene; but it was now too late As she finished speaking her eye fell on hiled to her feet, and covering her face with her hands wept still more violently Mark was in a dilemma, and whispered softly to Morris: "I think I had better leave You can tell her all I had to say;" but Helen heard hiitation she said to hio--not yet at least, not till I have asked you of Katy Did you see her off? Has she gone?"