You know they are all relatives there, and Annis and I very old and dear friends." "Yes; and it is growing late," said Harold, consulting his watch; "so, whenever you are ready, mother, we will start." "I am that now," she answered, rising with the words.

"Good-bye, Cousin Mary.

Come over to Ion whenever you can make it convenient.

And when you write home be as urgent as possible in your entreaties that your parents will come to the wedding and be prepared to remain in the neighbourhood for a long visit after it is over." "You may rest assured that I will do my very best to bring them here and for as long a stay as possible," was Mary's smiling and earnest reply.
"And never doubt, cousin, that I will do my best to second her efforts," said Calhoun, handing her into the carriage as he spoke.
"Will there be time for a call at Beechwood, Harold ?" she asked as they drove down the avenue.
"Oh, yes, mother! I think so," he replied.

"I have but two calls to make on the way, and it is not likely either need be very long." "I would not have anyone neglected for my convenience," she remarked in a cheery tone, "but should be glad to spend a half hour with Annis if I can do so without loss or inconvenience to anyone else." "Always thoughtful for others, mother dear," Harold said, giving her a most affectionate look and smile.