And the destruction of the bill at the time of his departure--a destruction that seemed only right and proper to him--what could be the meaning of that?
"You are right, Hulda," said Joel.

"I had better not say anything to mother about it.

Perhaps she will feel sorry by and by that she has not confided in us.

Heaven grant that it may not be too late! She must be wretched, poor woman! How strange it is that she can not understand that her children were born to sympathize with her." "She will find it out some day, Joel." "Yes; so let us wait patiently, little sister.

Still, there is no reason why I should not try to find out who the man is.