Mary had been there at church before, but as she had always sat near the door, she did not know in what part of the building Mrs.Campbell's pew was located.

As she leaned over the railing, however, she concluded that the large square one with crimson velvet cushions must be hers.

Erelong the bell began to toll, and soon a lady dressed in deep mourning appeared, and passing up the middle aisle, entered the richly cushioned pew.

She was accompanied by a little girl, tastefully dressed in a frock of light-blue silk tissue.
A handsome French straw hat was set jauntily on one side of her head, and her long curls hung over her white neck and shoulders.

Mary knew that this was Ella, and involuntarily starting up, she leaned forward far enough to bring her bonnet directly in sight of some thoughtless girls, who immediately commenced tittering, and pointing her out to those near them.
Blushing scarlet, the poor girl sank back into the seat, saying half aloud, "O, I wish I hadn't come." "What's the matter ?" said Sal.