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It was strange how much confidence Katy had in Marian Hazelton, and how the fact that she was going to New London reconciled her to the plan,the last day of baby's stay at hoht caan to steal across her sunny face, and her step was slower as it went up the stairs to the nursery, while only herself that night could disrobe the little creature and hush it into sleep

"'Tis the last time, you know," she said to Kirby, who readily yielded her post and went out, leaving the young mother and child alone

Mournfully sad and sas the lullaby Katy sang, and Helen, in the hall, listening to the low, sad , half prayer, half benediction, likened it to a farewell between the living and the dead Half an hour later, when she glanced into the roo in her crib, which Katy knelt beside, her face buried in her hands, and her for with the sobs she tried to sht coive the erring mother who had sinned so deeply since the ti the hills of Massachusetts She was very white nextinto so more womanly, moreup so constantly fro in a flood of tears when Marian was announced as in the parlor beloaiting for her charge Fortunately there was but little tiood-byes, for Marian had purposely waited as long as possible ere co, and expedition was necessary if she reached the train

It was Katy whoher to no one else, and repelling with a kind of fierce decision all offers of assistance made either by Helen, Mrs Cameron, Bell, or the nurse, ere present While Katy's hands drew on the little bright, soft socks of wool, tied the hood of satin and lace, and fastened the scarlet cloak, her tears falling like rain as she ive her, half s, as she bent her face down to it

"Please all of you go out," she said, when baby was ready--"Wilford and all I had rather be alone"