had been Edith Hallstou’s companion and •haperon ever since her mother’s death three years previously. She and Edith were the warmest Sneads. But we could not lose ourselves if we tried, ■ear the lake we are, Mrs. Castiemon, dear,” said Edith, laughingly

be here in three days, and next October will be married to Edith. Fancy, Edith, your becoming Mrs. Torn Danforth!" Julia, who was three years younger than her sister, always talked as if Edith were no older than herself. anctually at twelve o'clock the

to Uollington, and - and—' ' Molly I—What ?' cried Edith, catching her arm. 'Do a foul murder ! He gave me the fatal, deadly poison, which I was to give to—Edith Somerby ' 0. my soul r But, dear Edith, as true as Heaven, you were ■ever in danger from me

Don't breathe I" word to Edith of this wild notion of yours, Arthur," Mr. Wynne whispered as they followed his wife into the back drawing-room, where Edith and Mrs. Walters were sitting. It was these.= drawing-room in which Edith sat with Mr. Fleming on

Neither said a word, but Edith laid her face down upon the bosom of her friend, and sobbed passionately. What is it that pains you, Edith ?” Mary asked in a low, tender voice, as soon as her friend had wept herself into calmness. j Edith raised her face, now

Perhaps not. I never thought of it in that light," Edith said; and her husband continued : " One.question more. Do you believe you can in time love moss well SW you did him ?" Yes, Howard, I can," Edith spoke quickly, and her arms wound themselves around

mamma? laid it that table 1 said Edith, her very lips growing white as she saw the deadly change that had conic over the intanl‘6 face, • Then it, Edith it placed in your charge ; Some one must have taken it away, - said Edith, nervously opening and shutting

are anxious to find the child lost so long ago; but I think it doubtful if we do—yes, very doubtful. Come, Edith, we may as well go." But Edith must know something more and she said : " Have you no idea where Mary Stover lived ?" Had she no friends who

admitted save Edith and those who were caring for her. Edith was the first one upon whom she opened her eyes, and the wild light that shone them softened when she knew who was bending so tenderly above her. Clasping her hands convulsively around Edith’s neck

fond of me, bnt he seldom spoke tome. I was a desolate chud.” “Edith: Edith!’’ her hashand said, tenderly. •• Then yon took home. Yon spoke to me gently; yon caret! to have me near you." Edith’s team'ware falling fast—“you loved roe. Yon, so noble, good