Charrington will give me some luncheon, and then I have two or three visits to pay for David; he is worrying himself dreadfully about that cobbler's child." "Ah, poor little Kit," observed Elizabeth sadly; "how sorry Mr.Herrick will be--Kit is his special protegee.

But Dr.Randolph says that she could never have lived to grow up.

Her stepmother is nursing her devotedly; but it is so sad to see Caleb Martin: he is quite bound up in the child, and it seems no use to try and comfort him.

'Ay, it is the Lord's will,' he said to me yesterday, 'and maybe Kit will have a fine time when the angels make much of her; but what will Ma'am and I do without her--that is what I want to know ?'" "To be sure--to be sure," returned Mr.Carlyon hurriedly, "that is what we all want to know.

Well, Elizabeth, you will do your best to make my boy hear reason?
Theo and I have failed, and this is our last chance." "I will do what I can," replied Elizabeth dejectedly; "but David is a difficult patient, and I very much fear that even I shall have little influence with him.