I cannot give to my children an inheritance of crime." "But, Norman," said the girl, gently, "because my father was a felon, that does not make me one--because he was led into wrong, it does not follow that I must do wrong.

Insanity may be hereditary, but surely crime is not; besides, I have heard my father say that his father was an honest, simple, kindly northern farmer.

My father had much to excuse him.

He was a handsome man, who had been flattered and made much of." "My darling I could not take your hands into mine and kiss them so, if I fancied that they were ever so slightly tainted with sin." "Then why not take me home.

Norman ?" "I cannot," he replied, in a tone of determination.