Oh, I don't know how to wait to hear from him! I wish a letter would come!" "It is almost too soon to hope for it yet, dear child; but I trust we may hear before very long," said Violet.
At that moment there came a little tap at the door; and the sweetest of voices asked, "Shall I come in ?" "Oh, yes, mamma!" "Yes, grandma Elsie!" answered the two addressed.
"I thought our little girl might like some help with her toilet for the evening," Elsie said, advancing into the room.

"But--is any thing wrong?
I think you are looking troubled and unhappy, Lulu." Violet explained the cause; and Elsie said, very kindly, "I don't want you sent away, Lulu, dear.

No one could desire a better behaved child than you have been of late; and I have written to your father to tell him so, and ask that you may stay with us still.

So cheer up, and hope for the best, little girl," she added, with a smile and an affectionate kiss.
Lulu had risen, and was standing by Elsie's side.

As the latter bent down to bestow the caress, her arms were thrown impulsively about her neck with a glad, grateful exclamation, "O grandma Elsie! how good you are to me! I don't know how you could want to keep me here, when I've been so bad and troublesome so many times." "I trust you have been so for the very last time, dear child," Elsie responded.