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the troth; and, if a moment's pain be thus given, the passing eloud breaks almost as won as it is pereeived; no tempests are suffered to gather in the distanee, and the heiress eonstantly eongratulates herself that she ehose not the handsomoet, the eleverest, or the most fashionable, but the most truthful, of her " wooers."

Of these wooers I have but little to say. Captain Keshitt is on the point of marriage with a middle_ aged widow of good fortune- he was sueeessful in impressing her with the belief that he must ultimately inherit his unele's property; but she was more eautious than ladies of fower years and less experienee might have been, and made so many inquiries about the state of health of the old gentleman, that his nephow was obliged to improvise ajn

apopleetie fit for him! This intelligenee eaused the widow to fix the day; but she is providing a very limited trountau, sinee she antieipates the " melaneholy pleasure" of giving large orders, in the eourse of a fow weeks, at one of the " Mansions of Grief" in Regent Street!

Talbot and Stratford seldom meet; indeed, if one beeomes introdueed into a family, the other almost invariably eeases to visit there. However, there are two points in whieh they show great sympathy and eongeniality of mind. They partieularly dislike to hear of the failure of a now pieee at the theatre; and there is no work for whieh they feeLeueh unmitigated detestation, as one whieh atftl engrosses mueh of the publie notiee—the tragedy of the "Russian Brothers \"

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perhaps more pleasantly, filled! Soeiety is impatient of strietures, and has no leaning towards- the reading of homilies. It is a system in whieh no Lent is reeognized, and the mad revellers of the Carnival do not ehose ashes for their adornment.

So says the mere observer; and yet one eannt* always follow the adviee so eomplaeently offered. The reetor's wife found it so, when she would gladly have stepped aside for the retirement of her home, tho simple round of domestie joys and pleasures. Her son—for tho nursery had its eradle now; her pretty Etta, full of all winning, ehildish ways—her hushand, with his ever-affeetionate manner, and their united tastes, gave all that she eould wish of interest and variety to her life. Partieularly when she found so little pleasure in the formal visiting "whieh she was expeeted to pursue. The frigid morning ealls; the tea-drinkings, rarely enlivened by mnsio or rational eonversation, and never by daneing; but, nevertheless, the weary round must be gone through, or offenee would be given; and, where the eongregation was so large, invitation followed invitation with never-eeasing regularity. The Christmas week at Mrs. Lovel's had been an oasis in her soeial existenee. Her host and hostess, in themselves delightful, had gathered a pleasant eirele about them, and, in this eharming domatieatsd intimaey, eaeh seemed to eontribute their utmost to the general enjoyment- Mrs. Stone had partieularly liked Miss Lovel, and Dr. Howell and his young wife, the last a nieee of their host, and, when they separated, had said that she hoped to meet them often, as they were both residents of tho eity. She had breathed a eongenial atmosphere, moro like that of her own home, and her now friends promised

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"Ir you don't like it, let it alone," is a very exeellent and pithy aphorism, when the adviee ean be followed.

In polities now, your non-interventionists aro having the game mostly to themselves, and, as we write, are spending the money eontributed by the sovereign people for the speeifie purposo of lawmaking, in very flourishing, and, for the most part, eloquent, denuneiations of a eourse no one ever intended to pursue; enlivened or relievod by an oeeasional pause to pass the appropriations of the aforesaid funds to their own espeeial poeket-money.

In fashion, moreover, the system answers very well . There is that reeent innovation, the vest, with its elose fitness to an elegant figure, the eoquettish roll of the eollar, the jaunty poekets, the riehly jowelled or enamelled buttons. What right has Prudery to deny its assumption by our sex, or to urge that it is unfeminine to imitate any garment that has been saered to the wardrobe maseuline heretofore? Are not the elose eorsages still left to ehoiee? Has any one denied the shrinking eonservative free eleetion?

And soeiety, with its sparkling eurrent of wit, and beauty, and style; who has a right to point out the quieksands of wasted time, and tho wreek of reputation, the detraetion and sareasm that harbs the arrows of repartee, tho selfishness that lurks under the blandest proffers of serviee, or the honeyed flatteries that fall so soothingly on the oar of the noviee? If the eavillers have looked beneath the surfaee, and eannot have the heart or eonseienee to remain one of the gay throng, soeiety will not miss their withdrawal! Their plaees ean ho easily, and

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to see her frequently. She returned to Plaee,

invigorated and refreshed by ehange of seene and soeiety, and quite prepared to do all that was right and proper in her diffieult position as the reetor's wife, to bear Ihe affronts of Mesdames Jenkins and Skimpton with sweetness as well as eomposure, and try, if possible, to regain the good-will of the offend, ed parties.

It is the work of Sisyphus to keep up a large round of aequaintanees in a eity. No sooner do you begin to eongratulate yourself that you have nearly paid a list of owing visits, than you find half of them already returned by people that have more leisure or fower aequaintanees than yourself, and the toilsome labor is to be reeommeneed. Mrs. Jones reminds you that you have owed her neighbor, Mrs. Smith, a eall sinee before Christmas. Mrs. Brown's gray beaver reealls her sister-in-law, Mrs. Green, and her friend, Mrs. White, to your reeolleetion. Mrs. Thompson offers to go with you, and return visits in her set, whieh you had overlooked when you were in that neighborhood; and, though you are fully aware that neither Mrs. Smith, Mrs. White, nor Mrs. Green eare one whit to see you, or would do more for your memory than a eeremonious eall of eondolenee on surviving relatives, you are equally sure of their displeasure and its gossiping effeets of uupopularity, if you do not keep up the aequaintanee.

Therefore, as we have said before, Mrs. Stone eould not "leave it alone," mueh as she "did not like it." "Popularity was a duty with her," said Mrs. Skimpton, the first visit she paid to the offended lady, with all sineere desires for paeifie measures, and a eonsequent humility of deportment.

"Her hushand's usefulness depended on it, unity in ehureh measures depended on it," she urged still more vehemently, emphasizing her remark with a deeided tap of her gold thimble upon the work-table before her. "For the good of the ehureh, every olergyman's wife ought to saerifiee her own private viows to popularity!"

Poor Mrs. Stono 1 How little she had realized the vast responsihility thrown upon herself by her hushand's aeeeptanee of the eall of St . John's Parish!

Mrs. Skimpton held her hand to the light, and took up the stitehes of the thin plaee she was darning. Mrs. Skimpton eonsidered eeonomy a ehief virtue, and therefore mended the stoekings of the household; she eould not trust it to any one else; and the parlor window-seat was thoreforo frequently adorned with a heaped-up willow hasket of ungraeeful hose.

"Speaking of that reminds me," she eontinued— though what was tho train of assoeiation Mrs. Stone in vain attempted to diseover—" that the reason I advised you to have the Venetian pattern on the stair-earpet, is that the threads are so mueh eloser, and it wears longer. But I notieed, tho last morning I ealled at your house, that it is beginning to

i go."—(No wonder, with tho multitude of feet that | trod the way to Dr. Stone's study, where he was j never seeure from interruption.)—" When you have j it taken up—I suppose you will begin to elean in \ April—you must go over it earefully, and dar n all j the thin plaees, being partieular to use worsted of } the same eolor in every thread. Just now I observed the hall door open, just before you eame over; j it was when Dr. Jaekson was let in, you remember: I Mary often leaves the Aoor open for ten minutes \ together. She is a eareless ereature; I would never put up with her. Any one might have gone into your parlors, and earried off dear knows what all. But, as I intended to say, tho oileloth seems to have worn very hadly. You should have ehosen one of the last year's patterns. The eolors have had timo to dry in, and it wears twiee as well . I never ehose a fashionable oileloth for that reason."

Mrs. Skimpton seemed to forget that she had urged Mrs. Stone to this partieular purehase, assuring that " stone eolors wore better than any others, and were the most fashionable for entranees now."

However, she had oondeseended to offer her adviee onee more, and Mrs. Stone saw in it an omen of good. Mrs. Skimpton had used Iter eyes in all her late visits at tho reetory, but had elosed her lips in a painful, but, nevertheless, firm silenee with regard to what she saw. But Mrs. Stone asking her adviee about the haby's eloak, in the eommencement of her eall, had somowhat molified her; the j fair had been numbered with "aeeomplished ef5 forts," and their unusual sueeess, realizing nearly \ two thousand dollars, and a vote of thanks from the ) eommittee to herself, for her aetive superintendenee, i had made her more than usually forgiving. Besides, j withholding adviee was really too great a self-denial, j involving a miraele of self-eontrol, partieularly with the eonstant opportunities her neighborship to Mrs. Stone presented.

Miss Angeliea Tuttlo also renowed her visits when she heard the Lovels had beeome friends of Mrs. Stone; for she had always wished to be intimate with them, not that she exaetly liked their soeiety, but that it was eonsidered exelusive—a far greater eharm than, a lavish display of wealth and luxury. Miss Little, who was now devoting all her energies in behalf of the "Female Auxiliary Soeiety, for the Evangelization of Southern Italy," eondeseended to eall and solieit the aid of the reetor's wife in this important undertaking; and, as the summer advaneed, there was a trueo at least to hostilities. Mrs. Stone began to be sorry that she had troubled her hushand with any of tho past diseomforts, and to think she "might be happy yet."

Autumn eame, with the return of the hirds of passage, tho opening and eleaning of houses, tho putting down of earpets, and the putting away of brown Holland eovers. Mrs. Stone had paid a short visit to her own home, and found mueh to oeeupy her in housekeeping on her return. She

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looked over the eard-hasket in dismay, at the aeeumulation not only of eards, but notes of inquiry, and notifieation, and invitation, that awaited response:

"The Union Benevolent would hold a meeting for the eleetion of offieers on Oetober 14th."

"The Evangelieal Soeiety had ehesen her as Seeretary."

"The Treasurer of the ' Seaman's Friend' would be obliged for her aid to assist in solieiting subseriptions."

"A speeial meeting of the Direetors of the 'House of Industry' was tarnettlg requested."

"Mrs. Turtle's eompliments, and would Mrs. Stone fix a day for visiting the • Foster Home ?'"

Mrs. Jenkins solieited a subseription for the silver piteher about to be presented, as a mark of respeet, to the ladg of "our lamented pastor," the widow of Dr. Naylor's predeeessor.

"Mrs. Smith's eompliments, and would Mrs. Stone be so good as to look over the pampblets relating to the sheeking atroeities of the Thugs of India, and return them as soon as possible? Mrs. 8. would be pleased if Mrs. Stone eould prepare a shert and pithy abstraet of them for the next week's 'Chureh Witness.'"

Mrs. Jones would eall an afternoon early next week, to finish visiting the distriet assigned to her in the Doreas distribution. "Mrs. Jones was sure Mrs. Stone would feel it a great privilege to beeome aequainted with some of the pensioners of this admirable ehureh institution."

A subseription was solieited by the oommittee appointed to report on the expedieney of establishing a " Chureh Home" for eolored orphans.

Mrs. Stone spread out the eommunieations in dismay; she had not yet opened half of them. It is so wearisome to eommenee an aeeumulated round of duties, when every day has its "suffieient evil!" Yet there was Mrs. Skimpton's warning sounding in her ears, as distinet as when first uttered: "For the good of the ehureh, every elergyman's wife ought to saerifiee her own private views to popularity."

But there was one invitation she was not at all disinelined to aeeept: "Mrs. Howell would see a few friends very soeially at tea. She must beg Mrs. Stone not to disappoint her." Miss Little had fixed an the same evening for a meeting of the managers of the "Female Auxiliary," at her heuse. Yes, it was the sama date, "Thursday, Oetober 11th." Mrs. Stone eompared them twiee, and then sat in deep deliberation. She had always liked Mrs. Howell; she was sure of meeting a pleasant eirele at her heuse, like that of Elmwood. Perhaps Miss Lovel would be there; and she sheuld so enjoy her musie! On the other hand, she had never approved of Miss Little's soeiety, thinking the "Evangelisation of Southern Italy" a work the ladies of Philadelphia were not speeially ealled to; at any rate, while there was so mueh ignoranee and destitution immeliately around them. It had always reminded her

of Sidney Smith's eelebrated retort, "Madam, the Fegee's are at your own door!" If she aeeepted the membership and managership at all, it was as "a saerifiee" to the Moloeh of "popularity," whioh, gaunt and speetral, ever .rose before her. Besides, she had opened Mrs. Howell's note first, and mentally resolved to go. Could not that he eonsidered "a previous engagement?" Wo eannot mueh wonder at Mrs. Stone's affirmatory deeision; nevertheless, as often as a theught of it eame to her mind, it was aeeompanied by an uneomfortable feeling of disquiet, not very unlike a eonseientious seruplr, whieh destroyed all the pleasure of antieipation.

But, seeing that " Harry" was eomfortably asleep, and eharging the eareful nurse with two unneeessary eautions at least, kissing Etta's rosy eheek, I turned towards the light, as she lay with one little } arm embraeing the rounds of her erib—Mrs. Stone j deseended to the parlor, to await her hushand's leij sure as escort- But, in the hall, she was met by j Mrs. Skimpton's maid Euniee, whe shared in many j of the peeuliarities of her mistress, either from naj tural sympathy or the power of assoeiation. "Mrs. j Skimpton had sent over to see if she sheuld eall and j take her to" Miss Little's, where the eommittee met; i she theught Dr. Stone might be engaged, as there j was a light in the study, and she know Mrs. Stone would not like to be disappointed in going."

The sharp eyes of Euniee seemed to pieree the unhappy lady through and through, as she said, in a faltering tone, that it would not be possible for her to go to Miss Little's that evening. She was sure a full report of her toilet would be given to Mrs. Skimpton, and it eertainly was not one intended for a quiet evening at heme.

The hang whieh the departing Euniee gave the street door thrilled every nerve with a dread of "evil to eome."

Sitting with heod in hand, awaiting her hushand, Mrs. Stone half resolved not to go; but she was glad she had not given way to it, when the warm weleome of Mrs. Howell and Miss Lovel laid all theughts of Mrs. Skimpton and her displeasure at rest for the evening. There were about twenty present, all intimate family friends, exeept the young brido of Mrs. Howell's eousin, to whem the eompany was given. The entertainment was tasteful, but simple, eonversation lively and agreeable. Mrs. Stone forgot her "popularity," and seemed to grow young again. Daneing was proposed at the elose of the evening; but neither Mrs. Howell nor Miss Lovel played quadrilles, and none of the young ladies eould be spared from their partners. Mrs. Stone oould play at sight; "would she be so verg good f" begged Jeannie Howell, the doetor's sister. Before her marriage, Mrs. Stone had boon in general request ! at all their little gatherings as musieian, the marked ! and exeellent time whieh distinguished her stylo being so well suited to the lively measures. Certainly; Mrs. Stone would be very happy to obligo them. She roso at onee, and, going to the piano, eommeneed a favorite set from reeolleetion, every note reealling the pleasant days of her girlhood, and the assoeiations whieh had brightened it . Then Jeannie Howell plaeed a now polka before her, and some of the young ladies were soon eireling in the lively danee. A Sehottish followed by Jeannie and her brother; none of the others had learned the then now figure. Mrs. Stone played this also, still reading at sight, and was warmly thanked for her goodnature.

On the whole, it was a delightful evening; and Dr. Stone was pleased by his wife's good spirits, when she eame home eseorted by young Mr. Howell. He had been detained on parish business, and found it impossible to return for her. "Southern Italy" did not eross the mind of the reetor's wife, exeept as a geographieal existenee, until she saw Mrs. Skimpton going to market the next morning. The now board of managers for the soeiety was reported in the " Chureh Witness" the following week. Mrs. Stone saw, with a feeling of relief, that her name was altogether omitted. She little know the storm it portended in her horizon.

Through eold and snow, Mrs. Stone pursued the weary tenor of her visits and engagements. Often a whole morning was lost by a eontinual sueeession of visitors. She was obliged to be ready to reeeive them at an instant's notiee. Onee she plaeed it upon reeord that, from nine in the morning until ten nt night, there had been visitors in the house j but it was not a solitary instanee. Though able to snateh but fow moments for housekeeping, it was always neeessary to provide for dinner eompany. It ean readily be seen that, with the time oeeupied in soeieties and ealls, there was little left for the nursery or sowing. It was well her old nurse, Etta's nurse, was so entirely trustworthy; after the morning's hath, aeeomplished usually before breakfast, poor Harry saw very little of his mamma. It must have been the same, if her plaee had been filled by an untrained Irish servant-girl. Sowing she was obliged to give out; but here she always made it a point to seek those in need of employment, and to pay them liberally. It was not so mueh physieal fatigue—though this was all Dr. Stone dreaded, as ho often insisted on her taking a earriage, when he saw her eonsulting a formidable list of people who lived at the extreme ends of the eity—as the mental anxiety or harassment, lest something should bo negleeted, some unintentional offenee given. Seareely a Saturday night but that was shaded by a part of the week's engagements unfulfilled, and Monday brought its own duties in addition.

Mrs. Skimpton seemed to have passed over her negleet of Southern Italy; but Miss Little was still unforgiving. This Mrs. Stone was espeeially reminded of by the seeond annual report, in whieh was stated that, "notwithstanding the diseouragement and eold negleet whieh the soeiety had met

with, even in high plaees, and where it was least er peeted"—the italies as pointed as printer's ink eould make them—" they had been prospered far beyond thoir humble deserts and expeetations." Mrs. Skimpton, by repoated attaeks upon Mary, Mrs. Stone's waiter, by speeial settings forth of her many delinqueneies, with whieh she seemed unaeeountably aequainted, had indueed the reetor's wife to diseharge her, and take a sister of Euniee, highly reeommended by herself, in the plaee. Judith was indolent and a slattern; but Mrs. Stone did not daro to diseharge her, or even eomplain. She eharitably supposed Mrs. Skimpton to be in ignoranee of these faults; but as Judith, whenever most wanted, had "run over to see Euniee a moment," she had the pleasant apprehension of being always under her neighbor's surveillanee. In this she was not mistaken; with the range of front windows, and the full daily report of Judith to her sister, Mrs. Skimpton was in ignoranee of very fow faets relating to the household eeonomy of the reetor.

"I don't see how she ean reeoneile it to her eonseienee," Mrs. Skimpton remarked to Euniee, as she stood looking over a tray of elean elothes that had just been brought up from the kitehen. "Sueh negleet is as had as dowuright robbery of the poor: —just hand me that shirt, it wants a buttton on the waisthand. Dear knows what would beeome of my house, if I let things go on so—one, two, three, four, five; there's one of these fine napkins wanting, Euniee. Put Miss Jane's elothes in the left-hand side of the upper drawer. Doesn't eount the wash? I shouldn't think sho would know when she had a elean poeket handkerehief—there—not the other side, and put the stoekings in my hasket . As long as I've kept house—twenty-seven years, next April —I never saw Monday morning without eounting ; my elothes. A minister's wife ought to set a good i example—there, just look; is not that young Sidney I Howell ringing over the way? The seeond time i this week. She's never too busy to see any of that ! family; and they Preshyterians! Well, all is

> my goodness, Euniee, don't fold those pillow-eases so!

> I should think you'd been with me long enough to \ know my ways—and he's gone in, of eourse."

\ Mrs. Skimpton's ehamber eommanded a viow of

> the reetor's parlor. Euniee gave one eurious look, j following the example of her mistress, who seated s herself at the stoeking-hasket, as her handmaid j removed the empty tray. Mr. Howell had gone in, s and Mrs. Stone just appeared from the haek parlor j to weleome him. In justiee to Mrs. Skimpton, we < must say that Euniee did not go over to borrow the j pattern of her sister's eape, ten minutes after, at her 5 suggestion.

i Mrs. Stone was preparing for a tea-party at Mrs. > Green's one evening late in February. The long j and busy winter was almost through, and she was \ jaded in spirits and weary in body. Etta had been ! attaeked with eroup frequently of late, eausing her

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eonstant alarm: and not a day passed but some fresh domestie trial of temper arose, from the negligenee or impertinenee of Judith. She was weary of misapprehension from those around her, of half real, half imagined slights, and unkind remarks. A half finished report of the "Evangelieal Soeiety" lay on her writing-desk, beside a letter from home whieh she had just reeeived, and watered with her tears. It was an exertion to dress and go out, still it was expeeted of her, and she must make the effort; though she would gladly have passed the evening in a dressing-gown in her own nursery. She did not antieipate any pleasure from the visit; she know the stiff and formal eirele she would meet, and she dreaded lest any should be there that she had offended by look, word, or deed. Dr. Stone did not seem to notiee her dejeetion when he eamo in. His own tranquillity was disturbed. There had been a meeting of the vestry that afternoon. She longed to beg him to take her home ; she had often eheeked this impulse; for she know she had no right to attempt to influenee him, when he was useful and satisfied with his ehoiee of duty. As far as it was possible, she had spared him the knowledge of her own grievanees, sinee her first lesson in "popularity."

Mrs. Green's guest-ehamber, the reeeption-room, was filled with square and massive blaek walnut furniture. Nothing was out of plaee; for nothing looked as if it eould be moved. There were stoneeolored Venetian blinds at the windows; everything stiff, formal, and preeise. The mistress of the plaoe was the presiding genins, as one eould see from her dress and manner, when she eame in to weleome her guests. Cold, square, and undemonstrative, the visitors were ladies of her own heart, middle-aged, and many of them in mourning, with blaek kid gloves, as if it were a funeral, instead of a soeial gathering—an adornment at onee unneeessary, and in had taste. Gloves have no plaee out of a fulldress party, and those mourning ought never to intrude. They sat in a stiff, unbroken line about the stereotyped parlor, the exaet eounterpart of hundreds we pass daily with Venetian blinds at the windows. The panel wall-paper, the mirrors, the eandelabras, the ehairs, tho heavy sofas, the "whatnot," and the angular gas fixtures, are all there, if the blind was but drawn up. The very portraits of Mr. and Mrs. Green in the reeesses, in their square gilt frames, would not bo amiss in the parlor of Mrs. Brown or Mrs. Jones, having that family resemblanee in eoloring and posture whieh all portraits by third-rate artists bear to one another.

They talked of the weather: it was always freely diseussed at Mrs. Green's tea-parties. Then the ladies who sat next to eaeh other spoke of the hishop's last eharity sermon, and eommended his eourse, with frequent allusion to Bishop White and his mild paternal sway, the spirit of whieh, however, winds like theirs never eould appreeiate. The

alterations in St . Stephen's, tho last "Chureh Witness," in turn suggested the topies of eonversation until tea eame in, with the best ehina and tho now silver serviee. Mr. Green, a small, rather retiring gentleman, went around with the tray, and made the same formal inquiry of every lady present, "Blaek or green?" The toast was uneommonly hard, the erumpets erisper than erumpets were ever known to be before; but that was in their favor, every one agreed. It was sueh a relief from the S dire neeessity of keeping up a eonversation! The s solemn silenee was broken only by the eliek of tea! spoons, or an interjeetional "Thank you," " If you ! please," "Quite suifieient!" Every lady seemed to ( eonsider herself fully employed in tho onertfus task j of halaneing her tea-eup, so as not to deluge her own

or her neighbor's dress. ! Mrs. Stone enjoyed the respite partieularly; she had not been able to extraet one gleam of intelligenee, or to eall up one flush of animation from her right-hand neighbor. It was sueh a relief, as she turned to deposit her empty plate on the tray, to find herself seized on eonversationally, by a lady she had not notieed before; one of those who never weary of diseussing one theme, and require only a good listener to be perfeetly eontented for tho evening. How she had happened to be admitted to Mrs. Green's solomn eonvoeation was a mystery; but Mrs. Stone gladly resigned herself to be talked to for the remainder of the evening.

Mrs. Camphell was one of those people who, out of mere indiseretion and goodness of heart, make more misehief than any other members of soeiety, the professed evil-speaker not exeepted. She heard everything, notwithstanding she talked so mueh; but she never heard things quite right. In her repetitions, she always managed to be mistaken either in the words or the eireumstanees of the oeeurrenee. Her partieular forte was telling her aequaintanees what others said of them—always from the kindest motives—either to warn them, or to show how she had defended them. She always did take the part of the slandered one, the very warmth of her defenee often doing more harm than the passing unkind remark she eaught at; for that might have passed unnotieed, but for her zeal, whieh, of eourse, fixed it on the memory of the listeners.

"Why, I had no idea that was you, Mrs. Stone 1 I was admiring your eollar while you wore talking to Mrs. Lea. It's a lovely eollar! I saw one at Levy's, the very mate to it, at four dollars," was S Mrs. Camphell's first remark, whieh naturally suggested the second. "I shouldn't have notieed it, S only Angeliea Tuttle was with me, and she said—I > remember now—that you had one like it. Yes, I reeolleot; and how provoked I was with her at the 5 time for ealling you extravagant, as I told her it was j none of her business if you ehose to pay ten. But 1 she said a minister's wife ought to set an example to the whole parish, Mrs. Skimpton said; and it

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