She is a very kind, good woman, and will take the best possible care of you.

I went to the farm myself last week, and found it a lovely place, with every comfort, though no luxuries, save the great one of a free, healthy, natural life.

There, my Hilda, we shall leave you, sadly indeed, and yet feeling that you are in good and loving hands.

And I feel very sure," she added in a lighter tone, "that by the time we return, you will be a rosy-cheeked country lass, strong and hearty, with no more thought of headaches, and no wrinkle in your forehead." As she ceased speaking, Mrs.Graham drew the girl close to her, and kissed the white brow tenderly, murmuring: "God bless my darling daughter! If she knew how her mother's heart aches at parting with her!" But Hilda did not know.

She was too angry, too bewildered, too deeply hurt, to think of any one except herself.