ABOUT THE RIGHTFUL MRS.

NUTTER OF THE MILLS, AND HOW MR.

MERVYN RECEIVED THE NEWS.
Little Doctor Toole came out feeling rather queer and stunned from Sturk's house.

It was past three o'clock by this time, and it had already, in his eyes, a changed and empty look, as his upturned eye for a moment rested upon its gray front, and the window-panes glittering in the reddening sun.

He looked down the street towards the turnpike, and then up it, towards Martin's-row and the Mills.