Tripping lightly to his side, she drew her arm within his, and whispered-- "Come into the chamber, dear--tread softly--there, isn't that sweet ?--isn't it lovely ?" The sight was lovely indeed.

A pillow had been thrown on the floor, and upon this lay sleeping, arm in arm, the two children.

Pressed close together were their rosy checks; and the sunny curls of Fanny Elder were mixed, like gleams of sunshine, amid the darker ringlets that covered profusely the head of little Edith.
"Did you ever see any thing so beautiful ?" said the delighted mother.
"What a picture it would make!" remarked Edward, who was charmed with the sight.
"Oh, lovely! How I would like just such a picture! "She is a beautiful child," said Edward.
"Very," was the hearty response.

"Very--and so sweet-tempered and winning in her ways.

Do you know, I am already attached to her.