I dare say, the disguise worn by them may answer to her description of 'the horrible thing that shooted the man;' I judge so from what I have heard of it." "But who could have been the victim ?" she asked with a shudder.
"I do not know.

But her carriage was probably the stage: it was about the hour for it to pass." Day was already dawning and they did not sleep again.
Mr.Travilla had gone on his regular morning round over the plantation, and Elsie stole softly into the room of her little daughters.
Though past their usual hour for rising they still slept and she meant to let them do so as long as they would.

They made a lovely picture lying there clasped in each other's arms.

Her heart swelled with tender emotions, love, joy and gratitude to Him who had given these treasures and preserved them thus far from all danger and evil.

She bent over them pressing a gentle kiss upon each round rosy cheek.
Little Elsie's brown eyes opened wide, and putting her arm about her mother's neck, "Mamma," she whispered, with a sweet, glad smile, "was not God very good to give us back our Vi ?" "Yes, dearest, oh, so much better than we deserve!" Violet started up to a sitting posture.