This face is a happy face; and yet t seems every moment as if it would change into a look of sadness--yea, of deep sorrow and suffering." "This may arise, and no doubt does, from the melancholy history connected with her, that I have just related." "Perhaps that is the reason," Milford returned, thoughtfully.

"And yet I know not how to account for the strangely familiar expression of her face." "Did you ever see a picture in your life that had not in it some feature that was familiar ?" asked Perkins.
"Perhaps not," the friend replied, and then sat in mental abstraction for some moments.

He was not satisfied with this explanation, and was searching his memory for the original of that peculiar expression which had struck him so forcibly.

He was sure that it did exist, and that he had looked upon it no very long time before.

But he tried in vain to fix it.