Intoxicated with this new sensation of a first literary success, full of the keen pleasure this visit to the beautiful city was giving her, bubbling over with the joy of life, happy in the almost daily companionship of the man she liked most in the world after her father, there was only one thing lacking--home! She had left New York only a month before, and she was homesick already.

Her father she missed most.
She was fond of her mother, too, but the latter, being somewhat of a nervous invalid, had never been to her quite what her father had been.

The playmate of her childhood, companion of her girlhood, her friend and adviser in womanhood, Judge Rossmore was to his daughter the ideal man and father.

Answering Jefferson's question she said: "I had a letter from father last week.

Everything was going on at home as when I left.