Dear daughter, do not grieve too sorely for her; try to trust her as well as yourself in your heavenly Father's hands." "I will, papa, I will! but oh my heart bleeds for her!" "Will you break the news to her?
or shall I ?" "My kindest of fathers! you would if possible spare me every trial, bear all my burdens.

But perhaps the dear child may suffer less in hearing the sad news from her mother's lips, as, in her place, I could bear it better from yours than from any other." "Unselfish as ever, my darling," he said, "but I believe you are right--that the blow will be somewhat softened to Elsie coming to her through the medium of her tender and dearly loved mother." "I think, papa," Mrs.Travilla said, checking her horse to a walk as they entered the avenue at Ion, "I shall reserve my communication until my poor child has had her breakfast." He expressed approval of her decision, adding interrogatively, "You will breakfast with the family this morning ?" "Yes, sir; if I find all going well in the sick-room." A servant was in waiting to lead the horses away to the stable.

Violet, Edward, Harold and Herbert, just returned from their ride, were on the veranda.
Edward hastened to assist his mother to alight, and all gathered about her and their grandfather with morning greetings spoken in cheerful but subdued tones; no one forgetting for a moment the illness of the little pet brother and sister, but all inquiring anxiously how they and "Mamma" had passed the night, and what was cousin Arthur's report of their condition this morning.
"No worse, my dears; and we will hope that they may soon be decidedly better," the mother answered, returning their greetings with affectionate warmth and smiling sweetly upon them.

"But you must let me go at once to the sick-room, and if all is well I shall be down presently to breakfast with grandpa and you." That announcement was heard with the greater pleasure because her loved face had seldom been seen at the table for some days past.
The face was bright and hopeful as she spoke, but an unwonted expression of sadness and anxiety came over it as she turned quickly away and went swiftly through the spacious entrance hall and up the broad stairway.
No earthly eye saw that look, but the traces of tears on her mother's cheeks had not escaped Vi's keen observation.
"Grandpa," she said in low, tremulous tones, following him into the library, whither he went to await the summons to breakfast, "what has been distressing mamma so?
is it that she is so anxious about Elsie and Walter?
May I not know ?" Mr.Dinsmore paused a moment before he replied.

"You shall know all about it, my dear child, before very long.