Spring opened again, and the days glided swiftly on towards summer; and yet, so far as the movements of the executors could be traced, nothing had been done in the work of searching for the heirs.

One day, early in June, Mrs.Montgomery sent for Mr.Wallingford.On attending her, she placed in his hands a communication which she had just received.

It was from the executors, giving notice in a kind and respectful way, that, for the interest of the legal heirs, and their own security, it would be necessary for them to assume full possession of the mansion and grounds, unless she felt willing to pay a rental that was equivalent to the interest on their value.
"I have expected this," said the lady; "and, so far from considering myself aggrieved, feel grateful that a quiet residence here has been so long accorded me." "You will remove ?" "There is no other course left.

My income will not justify a rent of some three thousand dollars." "As the property is unproductive, no such rent as that will be required." "The letter says, 'a rental equivalent to the interest on their value.'" "I will see Judge Bigelow this morning, and ascertain precisely what views are held in regard to this matter." They were sitting near one of the parlor windows that looked out upon the portion of the grounds that sloped away towards the stream, that threw its white folds of water from one rocky ledge to another in graceful undulations.

As Mr.Wallingford ceased speaking, Mrs.
Montgomery turned her head quickly and looked out.