Year: 1878

to Meeta's chamber, where Rose was
secreted and flinging himself down by
chair or sofa, would hide his face in
her lap, and sob without control. He
had no pride with her, for she never
suspected that il was unmanly for him
to shed tears, but only put her arms
around him, and wept also, or tried to
coax him back to cheerfulness.


The funeral over, and one day given
to silence, the question came up as to
what was to be done with Rose Paulier.
For them to keep her was out of the
question. 1t was equally out of the
question to send her back to the poor
house, even if any story could be in
vented to account for her sudden reap
pearance after burial. All the family
agreed that the child must he placed
where she would be better cared for in
future. Charles pleaded that she might
be keep with them, and persisted that
she could be secreted for while, then
sent away to school till she could be pre-
sented without fear of recognition; but
of course this romantic plan was vetoed.
All the while the matter had been plain
in the DOCTORS mind, and after waiting
automatically till one project after an
other had been proposed and proved i'm
practicable, he propounded his own So
luton of the difficulty, and after some
argument, carried the day.


The next morning after the decision
was made, Doctor Thayer made call
on Mrs. Barbarba Burkhardt. He would
rather have been excused from doing it,
but it was part of his plan, and he
was not man to shrink for trifles. His
relations with the Hall family were
rather ceremonious, and he understood
perfectly that Mrs. Burkhardt was not
one who could easily forgive him for not
marrying to please her, and for not sub
mitting to be patronized by her. Like
almost everybody else, he liked Mr..
Burkhardt, and he tolerated Master
Clarence's visits to Charles Wilson,
But for this unpleasant feeling toward
the lady of the house, it would have
bNSh q uSilShu W BO thSiC VII lllub luul-
ant June morning.


Madam, or somebody, has good
TASTE" muttered the doctor,as he paused
on the upper terrace to glance about the
grounds, and downward toward the
road that bounded the estate, and was
hidden by the billowy tree tops.


"Good-morning, doctor,' said voice
at his elbow. And turning quickly, he
confronted Mrs. Burkhardt, who imme-
diately extended her hand and gave him
a smiling welcome.


1 was sorry to learn of your trouble"
she said. 81 hope that the family are
all WELL


Mrs. Burdhardt knew perfectly well
how to be agreeable, and was too we'll
bred to show any sign of the surprise
she felt at this unexpected visit. Evil
IDENTIFY nothing but business would bring
Doctor Thayer to the Hall at this time,
or any time, save on the most ceremoni-
GUS occasions. The two walked slowly
toward the house, pausing now and
then to comment on view, flower, or
the weather.


The lady was by no means a blot on
the landscape, but rather added the
finishing touch to it. Her large, fine
form and handsome face, the trailing
folds of her rose-colored morning-dress,
the white lace scarf over her hair, and
the little parasol she carried, made a
very elegant picture. They went up the
wide steps, madam stopping at the top
to point out with her hand a glimpse of
the distant ocean that glistened through
the trees, then through the open door
into lofty hall that was lighted from
the roof, and paved with mosaic of
native woods,set in an elaborate pattern.
The stairway was in the rear of this
hall, and was also of mosaic, tie balus-
ters richly carved of oak.


6 want to show you pair of cabinet
pictures we got in London, Mrs. Burk-
hardt said, leading the way into pleas
ant morning-room at the right of the
hall. "They were painted by young
German artist who was quite unknown,
and was dying of consumption; but
they are exquisite. c. says that the poor
fellow would be famous if he could
live.n


should be happy to look at them,
the doctor said, anxious to put a stop to
the lady's courtesies; ''but ] came on
an errand, and have but few moments