And once his voice broke.

He who, in a hill country far away, had baptized this woman into the fold of Christ the Shepherd, wavered for an instant as he said:-- "Elizabeth, wilt thou have this man--" Sylvia lifted her head.

She had not expected this, nor had Dan; but Dr.
Wandless had already stepped forward to give her in marriage, and as she repeated her name after the minister, she felt the warm, reassuring pressure of Dan's hand.
And so they went forth together from the little cottage by the campus where they had first met; nor may it have been wholly a fancy of Dr.
Wandless's that the stars came out earlier that white, winter evening to add their blessing! A POSTSCRIPT BY THE CHRONICLER Those who resent as an impertinence the chronicler's intrusion upon the scene may here depart and slam the door, if such violence truly express their sentiments.

Others, averse to precipitous leavetaking, may linger, hat in hand, for the epilogue.
I attended a public hearing by the senate committee on child labor at the last session of the general assembly, accompanying my neighbor, Mrs.
Sally Owen, and we found seats immediately behind Mr.and Mrs.Daniel Harwood.
"There's _E_-lizabeth and Daniel," remarked Mrs.Owen, as they turned round and nodded to us.

I found it pleasant to watch the Harwoods, who are, as may have been surmised, old friends of mine.