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"Wilford is not dead," he said, when at last she was in the carriage "It is worse than that, I fear We have traced him to the Philadelphia train, which he took on Saturday His e, while from some words he dropped my wife is led to suppose there was trouble between you two Was there?" and Father Cahtened face which looked up so quickly as Katy gasped: "No, oh, no; he never was kinder toat Mrs Mills' There is soh he has not been quite the sa before her home; but when they had been adhted, Father Cameron said: "Go on now Wilford has not been the same since when?"

Thus importuned Katy continued: "Since baby died I think he blamed me as the cause of its death"

"Don't babies die every day?" Father Ca, while Katy, without considering that he had never heard of Genevra, continued: "And then it orse after I found out about Genevra, his first wife"

"Genevra! Genevra, Wilford's first wife! Thunder and lightning! what are you talking about?" and Father Cait was now too late to retract, she told the story of Genevra Lambert to the old man, who, utterly confounded, stalked up and down the roo away chairs and footstools, and whatever ca promiscuously at his wife and Wilford, whom he pronounced a precious pair of fools, with a dreadful adjective appended to the fools, and an emphasis in his voice which showed he meant what he said

"It's all accounted for now," he said, "the piles of money that boy had abroad, his privacy with his mother, and all the other to in his walk, Mr Ca with her face upon the sofa "Katy, be glad your baby died Had it lived it ht have proved a curse just as h fiery as a pepper-pod, has some heart, some sense--and there was Jack, my oldest boy, a little fast, it's true; but when he died over the sea, I forgave all that, forgetting the chair he broke over a tutor's head, and the scrapes for which I paid as high as a thousand at one time He sowed his wild oats, and died before he could reap theood man, I believe, and went to heaven Juno you know, and you can judge whether she is such as would delight a parent's heart; while Wilford, h I kneas a fool in sos, I did trust Wilford"