It is little good yours is doing lying in the Clyde Trust." "Jenny Callendar, you are my ain cousin four times removed, and you hae a kind o' right to speak your mind in my house; but you hae said enough, woman.

It isna a question of money only; there are ither things troubling me mair than that.

But women are but one-sided arguers.

Good-night to you." He turned to the fire and sat down, but after a few moments of the same restless, confused deliberation, he rose and went to his Bible.
It lay open upon its stand, and John put his hand lovingly, reverently upon the pages.

He had no glasses on, and he could not see a letter, but he did not need to.
"It is my Father's word," he whispered; and, standing humbly before it, he recalled passage after passage, until a great calm fell upon him.