We expect Mr.Arthur in a few days.

I cannot call him father yet, until he has given me the right to do so by calling me daughter first; but to myself I am calling Gretchen mother all the time--dear, sweet, darling little mother! Oh, Harold, you must come home and share my happiness.

Truly Harold, you ought to see how stiffly Mrs.Tracy carries herself toward me--stiffer, if possible, than she did when I came up the front steps in my muddy shoes and she bade me go round to the back door.

Poor Mrs.Tracy!' During the next few days Jerrie stayed with Maude, who constantly grew weaker and weaker, and who asked about every hour if anything had been heard from her uncle since his message that he was coming.
'I shall never see Harold,' she said to Jerrie; but I must live till uncle Arthur comes, and you are put in your right place.' And at last, one lovely September morning, a telegram was brought to Frank from Charles, which said the travellers would be home that afternoon, and that the carriage must be sent to meet them..