Father, too, feels very much as I feel, and would rather throw it into the sea than give it to him; only _noblesse oblige_." The subject evidently irritated Harry beyond endurance, and he suddenly changed it by taking from his pocket an ivory miniature.

He gave it to Charlotte, and watched her face with a glow of pleasant expectation.
"Why, Harry!" she cried, "does so lovely a woman really exist ?" He nodded happily, and answered in a voice full of emotion, "And she loves me." "It is the countenance of an angel." "And she loves me.

I am not worthy to touch the hem of her garment, Charley, but she loves me." Then Charlotte lifted the pictured face to her lips.

Their confidence was complete; and they did not think it necessary to talk it over, or to exact promises of secrecy from each other.
The next day Harry returned to his regiment, and Sophia's affairs began to receive the attention which their important crisis demanded.

In those days it was customary for girls to make their own wedding outfit, and there was no sewing-machine to help them.