Seems like I oughtn't to say 'go,' an' yet I can't abear to say 'stay.'" "I MUST have Susan," said Mrs.Smith, putting her arm about the girl.

"I know you can trust her with me." "Clementina," said Mr.Bell suddenly, "why don't you leave it to the minister?
He'd settle it for the best.

Why don't you leave it to him?
Hey ?" "Well, bless my stars," said Mrs.Bell, brightening with relief, "I'd ought to have thought of that long ago.

He WOULD know what was for the best.

I'll ask him to-morrow." To-morrow was the picnic day.
As Mrs.Smith led the way for Eliph' Hewlitt, the minister left the group of women who had clustered about him, and walked toward her.
"Sister Smith," he said, in his grave, kind way, "Sister Bell tells me you want to carry off our little Susan.