The man who came for me was kind as he could be,--helped me carefully into the wagon, (for I had no strength,) and drove on.

For miles I spoke not a word.

Then the silence would be broken by the driver uttering some sort of word the horse seemed to understand; for he invariably quickened his pace.

And so, just before nightfall, we halted at the institution, prepared for the HOMELESS.

With cold civility the matron received me, and bade one of the inmates shew me my room.