years older than Edith, sat working at the other window. This was the whole family—considered I very nice people in Upstead, where they had lived | a year or more. Tha 1.. — v.l T> t_: A l lie disparity m years between Beatrice and Edith was accounted for

It must be now or never. CRAWLEY: Now— Look, here she comes. [Ester EDITH DENVER ; she dm.* not see Mr. CRAWLEY at first. Mrs. W.: Well. Edith, how did your last rehearsal go EDITH: As badly as usual. [Sees CRAWLEY.] At least, of course Mr. Swain acts

hearth, and by the fireside at. Edith— Edith Hume etfll, but soon to be Edith Rufford. ?? This hixnrious, well-appointed, artistically tar- nished English home is that of Mark's widowed sister Mrs. Brentham; and here Edith is staying until' the time fi

Violet, H. Glover, Lynn, St. Nicholas* X. : Edith Godfrey, Huddersfield, Trinity X.; Edith Godfrey, Minefield, Rosemary Bd. ; Florence Uott, and' Glascote, Bd.; Ethel E. Goulding. Linooln, St. Faith s ; Edith Grant, Goole, Boothferry Road Bd. ; Lilian

wish to say j to me 5" Edith asked, as she took the hand which was raised feebly to meet hers. There was a shake of the head, and Edith continued : " Perhaps you can write it ?" Another head shake, while the eager eyes went from Edith's face to Gertie, and

EDITH'S REVENGE. " Edith, my dear, I wish yen to look particularly fascinating to-night," 6aid Mrs. Arundel to her fair daughter. " Indeed, mamma !" said Edith, laughing, and shaking back her wealth of golden hair. " Yes, my love. It

she struck the " Edith." When I first saw the " Duchese," she was about a quarter of a mile off. It was a fine clear night. The confusion of the passengers prevented our lowering the boats of the " Edith." I cannot say whether the " Edith's" boats had been

habit of lying you, Edith.” The young girl clung piteously his arm. “No, no; I did not mean that," she exclaimed. Mrs. Dove told Edith all about it at dinner, and again expressed her sorrow that Edith had not been there to hear. this Edith said notning

He wa coming to part tbem! She wished there was no marry iDg!" or else, that Edith was "cruel and selfish t think of leaving ber;" and then when she saw the 100 of pain on Edith's face, she would kiss her passionately rush to her own room and bolt herself

child anything to you, mem ?" "Yes, everything—it was mine," Edith said, impetuously, while her husband, who did not care to have her quite so outspoken, even to this old woman, aaid, he took Edith's hand to lead her away:— " Yes, yes—thank you, Mra Myers;