Both, I am sorry to say, were so much intoxicated, that they could scarcely make their way up stairs." "Oh, Edith!" exclaimed the stricken mother, hiding her face in her hands, and weeping aloud.
Miriam entered the room at this moment, and, seeing her mother in tears, and Edith looking the very image of distress, begged to know the cause of their trouble.

Little was said to her then; but Edith, when she was alone with her soon after, fully explained the desperate condition of their affairs.

Hitherto they had, out of regard for Miriam, concealed from her the nature of the difficulties that were closing around them.
"I dreamed not of this," said Miriam, in a voice of anguish.

"My poor mother! What pain she must suffer! No wonder that her countenance is so often sad.

But, Edith, cannot we do something ?" Ever thus, to the mind of the sweet girl, when the troubles of others were mentioned to her, came, first, the desire to afford relief.
"We can do nothing," replied Edith, "at present, unless it be to assist through the house, so that the chambermaid can attend the door, wait on the table, and do other things now required of the waiter." "And let him go ?" "Yes." "I am willing to do all in my power, Edith," said Miriam.