These are the salt of the earth, and do not often have their names in the Sunday papers, unless it is in the matter of their wills and codicils.

Then only do the worldly know that charity had walked among them and they knew her not.
Of such was Miss Anna Warrington, spinster-aunt of Richard.

She occupied the other half of the Bennington pew.

Until half a dozen years ago, when her boy had come into his own, she had known but little save poverty and disillusion; and the good she always dreamed of doing she was now doing in fact.

Very quietly her withered old hand stole over the low partition and pressed Mrs.Bennington's hand.