And with my beloved father and dear children about me, heart and hands are full--delightfully full--leaving no room for sadness and repining." This little talk was on the veranda, as the two stood there for a moment apart from the others.

Zoe was looking quite bride-like in a white India mull, much trimmed with rich lace, her fair neck and arms adorned with a set of beautiful pearls, just presented her by Edward in commemoration of the day.
She called Elsie's attention to them.

"See, mamma, what my husband has given me in memory of the day.

Are they not magnificent ?" "It is a very fine set," Elsie answered, with a smile, glancing admiringly at the jewels and from them to the blooming face of the wearer.

"A most suitable gift for his little wife." "He's so good to me, mamma," Zoe said, with warmth.