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Julia Cloud, fro little things, for the next day, watched the drama with a heavy heart What had come between her children, and what could she do about it? The only co about it seemed to be that each was as unhappy as the other Could it be that Howard Letchworth was jealous of this s them? Surely not Yet whathi hiave it up After all, what could she do?

Leslie, as the door closed behind Howard, turned with one dagger look at Clive, and dashed up-stairs to her room, where she locked herself in and cried till her eyes were too swollen for study; but she only told Julia Cloud, when she caently to inquire, that she had a bad headache and wanted to go to bed

Julia Cloud, kneeling beside her gray couch a little later, laying all her troubles on the One as her strength, found it hard not to emphasize her dislike even in prayer toward the useless little excuse for a younginnuarettes in spite of her expressed wish to the contrary

The first Sunday after young Terrence's arrival it rained and was very diso to a nearby Reform School for the afternoon and speak to the boys, and Jane was caring for a little child whose mother was ill in the hospital Leslie was unhappy and restless, wandering frouest had chosen to re theo to church, but he was on hand for lunch in immaculate attire, apparently ready for a holiday There was a cozy fire on the hearth, and he lolled luxuriously in an arly well pleased with himself and all the world Julia Cloud wondered just what she would better do about the afternoon hour with this uncongenial guest on hand, but Leslie and Allison, after a hasty whispered consultation in the dining-roo in wry faces, came and settled doith their Bibles as usual There was a loyalty in the quiet act that alht the tears to Julia Cloud's eyes, and she rewarded the smile