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as looking out for letters from you, even I suspect it! I saw you were gloomy, when, half the time, they didn't come! but I supposed you were moody. This To be sure, I couldn't read them when is the dark mood, I thought to myself; they did come, written on both sides of by-and-by our moon will turn round, that foreign paper."

and we shall see the bright side. Every" It is a pity you couldn't," said body ought to be allowed their moods. Philip; "it would have spared some Sometimes I don't talk for two hours. words.”

But there you go, Philip, up and down " How economical you have grown," the room again. Do sit down, and tell answered Agnes. “I suppose you re- me about your real trouble. I am your gret the many you threw away in your best friend; you have not any sisters; youthful days. But, do you know, you there is nobody else you can tell. And have appeared such a dolorous knight you know, if I do talk, I never tell any. since you came home, that I have heard thing." it hinted that you felt badly about my “It is a pity you can't do my talking marrying George.".

for me," said Philip; “and, indeed, " It is the only thing that has made you can't help me." me happy this long time,” said Philip; “Why, what is it? Have Grimm & " I could have asked nothing better.” Co. failed? Don't your consignments

" Thank you! that's complimentary !" come to hand ? That's the kind of answered Agnes. “George is your thing that worries George. Did you friend. George is a good fellow, and lose your heart on the peak of Teneriffe, he deserves good fortune-so, it pleases or your trunk at Calais ?you. But, why that should be your "If it were a game of twenty quesonly bright spot, I can't understand. tions you would soon guess it," answered Is it so very dark to come home again Philip ; "that would save me the trouble after traveling all over the world and of telling you." seeing everything, to settle down with "Then I came near, did I? It was plenty of money, and nothing to do but the heart, after all, I do believe. Now, enjoy it!"

tell me all about it!" " I haven't traveled for pleasure, I “It is not a heart that is lost, but a haven't seen what I wanted to, I am not person. I had the clue, and I have ready to settle down,' I don't care for missed it,” said Philip. the money, and I don't know how to en- “How romantic !'' said Agnes; "a joy it," answered Philip.

sort of Fair Rosamond. I hope there oo Well! I should say that was posi- is no Queen Eleanor on the track !" tive, if it were not so negative !" cried “Do you remember Mr. Grayley Agnes. “You mean you will be un- whom we used to know ?" happy anyhow. That is easy enough What! Grayley the defaulter, who to manage! One can make a poor din- went off a few years ago with everyner off anything. Here in New York body else's money? That is, it turned there is no sort of necessity of seeing out he did not carry off the moneythe sun; you may sit in the gloom all because he had spent it all before-but day. One may choose to be pricked by he went off just the same. I remember, the points of the best joke, or find an he was a friend of yours at one time; acid in the flow of the liveliest spirits. you went to his pretty place on the It is easy enough to be morose; but, Hudson." dear Philip, isn't it rather common- " That was just before I went to place ?"

Calcutta," said Philip. “I told you “You won't answer ?" she continued. about his pretty place; and did I tell " Well! that is a resource! Yet it is a you of his pretty little daughter ?" disappointment to have you turn out “A pretty daughter? I declare you one of that sort. Why, my weakest did not say a word of her,” said Agnes. headed partner at a ball can talk about “She was a young girl-a mere life's being a bore !".

child," answered Philip, " at the time " Thank you, Agnes, you need not she attracted me. She lived away from set me down in that set," answered the world; yet was loved and petted by Philip. "I have a real trouble which the whole household. At the time, as is enough to color the rest of my life.” I tell you, she did not impress me

“Oh! forgive me! A real trouble! strongly ; but, after I had left home, in That is an unusual thing. How could my travels, her face and figure often

came before me. On my way home, maiden aunts who would know someyou know, I came overland, and through thing or do something for the child ?” Spain, passing by the Azores. We had asked Agnes. a short time for the town of Fayal. “I took the next vessel for Fayal," Frisbie and I went on shore for a slight continued Philip. exploration of the town. We passed “Yes, you did not indulge us with a up a narrow street, under some heavy good-by," interrupted Agnes. convent walls. Suddenly a gate opened, “We had a long, tedious voyage,” and an old portress appeared to talk Philip went on, and after I had arwith some one outside. It was a pretty rived it was long before I could gain enough picture; the laden donkey in admittance to the convent. At last I the street, the suddenly-opened arch was admitted into the parlor, where way, a garden revealed inside, glowing were displayed articles for sale made with flowers and fruits, and the pictur by the nuns. In return for some little esque old woman in the door-way. purchases, I learned that such a young But there was added another feature; girl had been at the school and had left there appeared, in the background, a that very week. I went back into the light, youthful figure, and the face was town and made some inquiries. Mr. familiar! The gate closed suddenly. Grimshaw, who had been consul at the I stood fixed before it. It was the little Cape of Good Hope, or somewhere at Marie-Marie Grayley! I knocked at the south of Africa, had stopped at the door, but could not get admission. Fayal with his four daughters, to take Frisbie thought I was suddenly crazy, home with them the youngest, who had and, persuading me that I was, got me been at school in the convent. I saw off upon the ship. Not till after we had the broad-faced Mr. Grimshaw and sailed did I convince myself that it was some of the daughters. They were so surely Marie that I had seen. At first it pleased with the island they were going seemed impossible that she, whom I had to wait for the next vessel. But I, seen so happy at home, should be shut disheartened and disgusted, took my up in a convent; but I reflected that, in passage the next day. Now I am eager my two years' absence, many changes to go back again. might have taken place. In short, how “The only trophy I have is this emcould I but believe my eyes. I could broidered handkerchief I bought at the think of nothing else-she haunted me grating of the convent. It has a strange in my voyage night and day. The first effect upon me. Whenever I look upon news on my return home was of Gray- it, it brings back to me the vision of ley's misfortune.”

the little Marie as I saw her in the "Misfortune!" exclaimed Agnes, stone archway of the garden." “ please don't burden Dame Fortune "Let me look at it. What exquisite with his misdeeds!"

work !” exclaimed Agnes. “Oh, Philip, "At least, be willing to judge an do you remember that beautiful winter exiled man kindly, Agnes," answered we passed in South America ? Oh, no, Philip; “I can't believe that he was you were not with us. I was an invalid, the only wrong-doer. But, anyhow, you know. How delicious it was to lie my first thought was of his child. I on my couch and look out upon the made inquiries of his family. He had blue sea, upon the point of land, and none but this one child. He had de the cocoanut-trees that rose up from it. serted his country-seat; not a servant For yes, there were truly cocoanut-trees could give a trace of his departure. I there ; and below, such rich foliage and entered upon the search carefully and flowers glowing, so that it almost pained thoroughly. The only clue that, at one's eyes to look upon them. “But I last, I could find was a vague report asked nothing better than to look all that he had gone to Havre. But the the time, to lie quietly and dream as my probability that I had seen Marie be eyes feasted upon the glory and the came a certainty. Grayley must have beauty : and in those beautiful quiet left the country a poor man; and this days, I gained such strength and repoor child, brought up in the midst of freshment. It recalls to me all the luxury, he might very probably have resolutions I made to be no longer a placed in the school of a convent, while mere butterfly, but to live a better and he wandered away himself.”

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over a better future. I wish I could boy. "I was trying to get a glimpse keep the thought by me. It seems like of it, and down in the street I saw this a gleam of summer coming out upon handkerchief or something. I thought the hard frozen ground. Those gor- I would bring it home to you. It's a geous days! Oh, Philip, I am dream- queer thing. It's enough sight better ing them all over again; what is there than mittens; it warmed my hands, it that carries me out of this wintry New did, thin as it looks. All the way home York into that beautiful southern cli- I was thinking of last summer, and 4th mate. And I, who felt sad and happy of July, and boating expeditions in the all that time, feel sad and happy now ".

The door of the room was suddenly “Let's look at it," said Martha. thrown open, and the cry of fire was “How beautiful it is, and such fine heard.

stuff as it is made of. Oh! Jemmy, " There is fire in this wing of the that is what I miss now I am sick. It hotel! Save yourselves !"

is good to be at home, and have mother "Go! go! Philip, see if it is true !" care for me when she has time for it, cried Agnes. “What a noise! what but-it is wicked for me to say soconfusion! I will look for George's everything seems coarse round me! papers. I have the handkerchief !” Out at service anywhere, even at Mrs.

But she had scarcely time to save Flint's, where there were hard words herself. She ran for a box of valuable enough, it was pleasant to see the fine papers of George's, then was hurried furniture and the beautiful clothes; and down the stairway through the crowd Miss Julia used to look so lovely when in front of the house. Philip placed she was dressed. Oh! Jemmy! when her in a carriage, and then went back will I get well ?to see if there were anything else to be "Well, the doctor said this kind of saved.

fever lasted five or six weeks, and The handkerchief clung to the dress then—" of Agnes, as she hurried through the “But how beautifully this is worked, crowd and fell upon the pavement as she was put into the carriage. There it lay trampled upon by heavy feet, covered with mud, unperceived, until a boy with his eyes on the ground suddenly discovered it, picked it up, and looked around in vain for an owner.

What a pretty thing! I will take it home to sister Martha, and ask her about it."

He left the scene of the fire, and hurried ou through narrow lanes. He went up three flights of stairs before he reached his bome. "Where's mother?" he demanded. “Out washing? I hope I did not wake you up, Martha! I might have known you would be lying here trying to sleep."

"Never mind; how came you home at this time ?" asked the languid voice of the sister.

" There's a fire up town, and a jolly row,” said the

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Martha went on, it is finer work than I have done it up beautifully, and I any of Miss Julia's handkerchiefs. Oh! never enjoyed doing up anything more I like to hold it in my hand. It is but in my life. Somehow it took me back a few weeks before Robert will be home, to the old place. Oh! Jemmy! will and now he must be sailing by those you ever be as good looking as your warm countries he has told me of. father was when he came to see me Jemmy, he promised to bring me home Sunday nights in the old house. And one of the bright, gay birds they have quite as handsome, I thought him, out in that country. If I could only go to at work in the fields! Well, he's out meet him there! The warm air that of his hard life, now," she said, wiping he tells of would make me well again. her eyes with her apron. “But I've When I close my eyes, I seem to be wasted plenty of time thinking. You

must find the owner,

Jemmy. Poor lady, she must have cried hard enough at losing it, and no handkerchief left to wipe her eyes with after all !",

" Phew!” exclaimed Jemmy, "she's got handkerchiefs enough! But give me the flimsy thing; let's see if it will warm me up again; may be I will speak to a police."

Jemmy proceeded first to the scene of the late fire. Here his active eyes discovered an advertisement on one of the neighboring walls :

"Lost. - A valuable em. broidered handkerchief. The finder will be richly rewarded Nicholas Hotel "

Jemmy at this hastened his steps. “If I get anything by the concern,” he soliloquized, "see if I don't buy some fireworks. Martha talks about the warm country; I'd be sa

tisfied with sitting under there and he with me, to care for me a rocket, eating an orange, may be a with beautiful breezes ! You can leave cocoanut if it was the season." me, Jemmy; with this handkerchief His quick steps soon brought him to over my eyes, I am sad and happy the hotel, and, after some repartee, in both. It makes me sad to think that answer to supposed insults from the Robert will find me sick when he comes porters and waiters, he found his way home—and happy to lie here and dream to No. 61. of him.”

One or two ladies were in the room, Jemmy hurried away. He had er- who were surprised at Jemmy's errand. rands to run, and his master kept him

“A lost handkerchief! It must bevery busy. He could not go home long to the people who were in the again for some days, much to his moth- room before us—we only came to-day. er's sorrow.

Let us look at it.”. "I've been looking out for you these “Let me see it, Isabel ; you know I three days,” she said, when she saw lost a handkerchief last spring, at the him at last; you must find who it is opera. But this is a different affair. that has lost this elegant handkerchief. What a lovely vine round it! and how

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graceful these flowers are! Is there a the handkerchief in his hand. But perfume in the handkerchief? Perhaps there was another interruption. A it is sandal-wood; oh, Isabel, doesn't it party of travelers were passing through make you homesick for New Orleans ?" the entry, and about to ascend the stairs

"I don't observe a perfume, but there close by. is certainly_"

"The Grimshaws, from Fayal,” 6. Mrs. Stacy, my mother, did it up," whispered Annie, as a short gentleman spoke up Jemmy; "she clear-starches led the way, followed by a number of and takes in muslins, three stairs up-” ladies. Four of them passed along,

- Oh! we must go back to New Or- showily dressed; but they were followed leans, this winter, Isabel. How can we by another-a young girl-heavily laden stay in this cold climate ? Think of the with carpet-bags and packages. Her roses, of the warm sun; think of the figure was slight, her face very sad in early violets.”

its expression. It seemed as if the eyes “Indeed, I never forget them; I seem had worn themselves out with weeping, to feel a breeze of warm air that makes and the lips had forgotten to smile. She my head faint;' and Isabel threw her looked up wearily for a moment, but self upon a sofa, and covered her eyes. suddenly let all that she had fall to the “I think of the jessamine vine that ground, as her eyes turned towards grew by my window, and those early Philip. violets--the perfume comes back to me Philip, who had moved away hastily, now. Oh! Annie, we have done wrong when he heard the Grimshaws mento live away from home so long. This tioned, started as he looked upon the round of pleasures we have lingered in figure before him. has confused us, and made us forget old "Marie !" he exclaimed. ties. I have grown heartless; if I could "Mr. Philip! is it you ?” cried the only be simple once more—could only poor little Marie. be again in that fragrant air! Annie, I The Grimshaws turned back. was very thoughtless towards Arthur; I “Marie! Miss Grayley ! what does know he loved me; do you remember this mean?those beautiful spring days ?

"Is this indeed the little Marie for “Hush ! Isabel," interrupted Annie; whom we have been looking so long ?"! “how you do go on; and here is this exclaimed Agnes, as she went forward boy waiting.”

and seized her hands. "Perhaps these " That is just the way my sister Mar- ladies will let us come into their room tha talks when that thing is near her," to explain all,” she said to Isabel and said Jemmy; "and as for me," Annie ; " and the Misses Grimshaw will

Jemmy was interrupted by the ap- excuse Marie for a little while to the pearance of a lady and gentleman at the friends who have found her.” door. The lady came forward into the Isabel and Annie willingly retired. room.

Agnes led Marie into the room; Philip "I hope you will excuse me," she followed dreamily. The Misses Grimsaid, “but I find that my cousin, before shaw picked up their fallen shawls and he left town the other day, advertised veils, while their father scolded the porthe loss of a handkerchief we valued, ters. Jemmy seated himself on the and referred the finder of it to these stairs, thinking he could afford to wait rooms. I didn't know of it when I left awhile, in the prospect of the “ rich them this morning. But, Philip, see! reward." it is here,” said Agnes, as Isabel came When they had entered the parlor, forward to meet her, with the handker- Marie went up to Philip. chief in her hand.

"Is it true?she said ; " will you be "I shall be sorry to part with it,” she a friend to me? My father-my poor said, “though it has done its work. It father" She could not say any more. has carried me home again. I cannot Agnes drew her towards herself, while tell what is the strange power it has. Marie burst into a flood of tears. Perhaps there is the same in all things, "We are your friends, indeed," she did we open our hearts to receive it; it said, caressingly; “ Philip has been has melted away ice that was gathering trying to find you.” in my soul.”

" It was Mr. Philip, then, I saw," Meanwhile, Philip was standing in the said Marie, at last. "Oh! I have doorway, in a happy dream, as he held thought so much of that day : I have

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