She seems to think, as her folks at home haven't anything else to talk about, and as her father is so delighted at the 'blessed change,' as she expresses it, that has come over Bartram, that I should feel just as happy about it." "Well, daughter, don't you ?" "No, mother, I don't.

I suppose it's perfectly dreadful in me to say so, but I don't feel anything of the kind.

It's just horrid; and I wish you and father would take me away for a little while, or else let me go off on a visit.

People talk as if Ray belonged entirely to me,--as if I had something to do about it; and you know perfectly well I haven't." "Well, dear, is that any reason why you should be jealous of poor Sam Kimper ?" "Jealous!" exclaimed Eleanor, her eyes flashing: "he is the worst enemy I ever had.

I haven't had so much annoyance and trouble in all my life as have come to me during the past two or three days through that wretched man.