Her horses are always decked with flowers and ribbons fluttering from the gold harness, and the grooms know how to drive them too!--Well, every one thought that our young lord and the handsome widow would marry; and it was a terrible blow to the hapless Heliodora when nothing came of it--she looks like a saint and is as soft as a kitten.

I was by when they parted, and she shed such bitter tears it was pitiable to see.

Still, she could not be angry with her idol, poor, gentle, tender kitten.

She even gave him her lap-dog for a keepsake--that little silky thing you have seen here.

And take my word for it, that was a true love-token, for her heart was as much set on that little beast as if it had been her favorite child.