In short, Helen," concluded the earl, looking earnestly in her face with that sad, fond, and yet peaceful expression he had, "I mean your boy to do all that I could not do, and to be all that I ought to have been.

You are satisfied ?" "Yes--quite.

I thank you.

And I thank God." A minute more, and the carriage stopped at the wicket-gate of the Manse garden.
There stood the minister, with his white locks bared, and his whole figure trembling with agitation, but still himself--stronger and better than he had been for many months.
"Papa! papa!" And Helen, his own Helen, was in his arms.
"Drive on," said Lord Cairnforth, hurriedly; "Malcolm, we will go straight to the Castle now." And so, no one heeding him--they were too happy to notice any thing beyond themselves--the earl passed on, with a strange smile, not of this world at all, upon his quiet face, and returned to his own stately and solitary home..