The thing was much more suitable in every way.

I was fifty-three years of age last week, I told her, 'but' I said, 'Miss Cameron is thirty-six or seven, if she's a day, and Finlay there would be like nothing but a grown-up son to her.

I can offer her a good home and the minister's pew in a church that any woman might be proud of--and though far be it from me,' I said, 'to depreciate mission work, either home or foreign, Miss Cameron in that field would be little less than thrown away.

Think it over,' I said.
"Well, she was pleased, I could see that.

But she didn't half like the idea of changing the original notion.