"Should YOU, Mamma ?" Mrs.Tretherick suddenly flushed to the roots of her hair.

"Go to sleep," she said sharply, and turned away.
But at midnight the child felt two white arms close tightly around her, and was drawn down into a bosom that heaved, fluttered, and at last was broken up by sobs.
"Don't ky, Mamma," whispered Carry, with a vague retrospect of their recent conversation.

"Don't ky.

I fink I SHOULD like a new papa, if he loved you very much--very, very much!" A month afterward, to everybody's astonishment, Mrs.Tretherick was married.

The happy bridegroom was one Colonel Starbottle, recently elected to represent Calaveras County in the legislative councils of the State.