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It was dark in the hospital, and fro, when Morris carried rather than led a quivering figure up the stairs and through the hall, where, in a corner, Marian Hazelton's white face looked out upon hi nervously as she watched Katy going where sheto the roo at the foot of Wilford's bed, and Bell bending over his pillow, ad the stimulants which kept her brother alive When Katy came in, she moved away, as did her father, while Morris, too, stepped back into the hall, and thus the husband and ere left alone in this their first o

"Katy, precious Katy, you have forgiven me?" he whispered, and the rain of tears and kisses on his face was Katy's answer as she hung over hiiven him like a true, faithful wife, and she told hi to find hiperson, who took all blame of the past to himself, and exonerated her from every fault But when he drew her close to hi in her ear, she knehence cae, and a reverent "Thank the Good Father," dropped from her lips

"The as dark and thorny," Wilford said,her sit dohere he could see her as he talked, "and only for God's goodness I should have lost the path But he sent one Morris Grant to point the road, and I trust I am in it noanted to see you before I died, to tell you with my own lips how sorry I am for what I haveBaby away Oh, Katy, you do not kno that rested upon my conscience, or how often in ain the touch of Baby's arainst my own as I felt it that day when I caivevery weak, and he looked so white and ghastly that Katy called for Bell, who caether around the bedside of the dying, Katy with his cold hand in hers, and occasionally bending down to hear his whispered words of love and deep contrition