Ah, the tender, the hallowed egotism of a mother's love! The carriage drew up to the sidewalk, and the driver threw open the door.

"I'll be back in just a minute," said Witherspoon, as he got out; and when he was gone his wife began to apologize for him.

"He's always so busy.

I used to think that the time might come when he could have more leisure, but it hasn't." "What an immense place!" said Henry, looking out.
"One of the very largest in the world," Ellen replied.

"And the loveliest silks and laces you ever saw." A few moments later she said: "Here comes father." "Drive out Michigan," Witherspoon commanded.