"I wonder why I feel so drawn toward her ?" 'Lina was about to reply, when again the brown eyes looked up, and the stranger asked hesitatingly: "Where am I?
And is he here! Is this his house ?" "Whose house ?" Mrs.Worthington asked.
The girl did not answer at once, and when she did her mind seemed wandering.
"I waited so long," she said, "but he never came again, only the letter which broke my heart.

Willie was a baby then, and I almost hated him for a while, but he wasn't to blame.

I wasn't to blame.

I'm glad God gave me Willie now, even if he did take his father from me." Mrs.Worthington and her daughter exchanged glances, and the latter abruptly asked: "Where is Willie's father ?" "I don't know," came in a wailing sob from the depths of the pillow.
"Where did you come from ?" was the next question.

The young girl looked up in some alarm, and answered meekly: "From New York.