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Now it is very noticeable that when unusual events begin to happen in any life, there is a succession of such events, and not unfrequently they arrive in similar ways At any rate about ten days after the receipt of Annie's letter, Cornelia was almost equally amazed by the receipt of another letter It caht it--a piece of paper twisted carelessly but containing these few pregnant words: Cornelia, dear, co to wear I have just arrived, saved by the skin of arment of any kind to put on ARENTA

A thunderbolt from a clear sky could hardly have caused such surprise, but Cornelia did not wait to talk about the wonder She loaded aof every description, and ran across the street to her friend Arerita saw her co, and met her with a cry of joy, and as Van Ariens was sick and trehter, and the tale of her sufferings, Cornelia persuaded hio to sleep, and leave Arenta to her care Poor Arenta, she was ill with the privations she had suffered, she was half-starved, and nearly without clothing, but she did not complain much until she had been fed, and bathed, and "dressed" as she said "like a New York woht to be"

"You knohat trunks and trunks full of beautiful things I took aithleft I have nothing left at all"

"Your husband, Arenta?"

"He was guillotined"

"Oh, ged hied hi So for them, he died Poor Athanase! He expected me to follow him, but I could not make up an to sob bitterly, and Cornelia let her talk of her sufferings until she fell into a sleep--a sleep easy to see, still haunted by the furies and terrors through which she had passed

For a week Cornelia remained with her friend, and Madaradually the half-distraught wo of her natural spirits and resolution In this week she talked out all her frightful experiences in the great prison of La Force, and was completely overwhelmed at their rerows far off; and Arenta quickly took her place in her home, and resumed her old life Of course with many differences She could not be the same Arenta, she had outlived many of her illusions She took but little interest for a while in the life around her; her thoughts and conversation were still in Paris, and this was evident fro the whole week of Cornelia's stay with her, she never once named Cornelia's love, or life, or prospects Re to rily deplored