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It had not been a house of prayer--no altar had been erected for the otten, and noas pouring His wrath upon the handso it so distasteful that Katy was anxious to leave it, and expressed her willingness to accompany Uncle Ephraieood," Uncle Ephrai, when Mr Ca, "for when the two years are gone, and her man wants her back, as he will, she rows poor here in the city It don't agree with her like the scent of the clover and the breeze from the hills So, shet up the house for a spell, and let the child come with me"

Mr Cah he disliked to part with her, he finally consented to her going, and placed at her disposal a sum which seemed to the deacon a little fortune in itself

In the kitchen there were sad faces when the servants heard of the arrangement which was to deprive them not only of a pleasant home, but of a mistress whoo with Katy, and only the latter's proht come by and by was of any avail to stay the tears which dropped so fast as she put up her ayer, richer ones, which would be so sadly out of place upon her now

To Mrs Cameron and Juno it was a relief to have Katy taken froh they made a show of opposition, they were easily quieted, and helped her off with alacrity, theto see that the horse was pro to send the latest fashion which ht be suitable, as soon as it appeared Bell was heartily sorry to part with the young sister who see fro tells me so," she said as she stood with her ar Katy's forehead "But I shall see you," she continued; "I a; and you may say to Aunt Betsy that I like her ever so lanced behind her, to see that no one was listening, and then continued--"tell her a certain officer was sick a few days in a hospital last winter, and one of his ht to him a dish of the most delicious dried peaches he ever ate That man was from Silverton, and the fruit was sent to hi, by a nice old lady, for whose brother he used to work Just to think, that the peaches I helped to pare, coloring my hands so that the stain did not coht to Bob," and Bell's fine features shone with a light which would have told Bob Reynolds he was beloved, even if the lips did not refuse to confess it