"I will try and keep brother by me while you are away." "Very well," said Mrs.Wentworth, "I shall make haste and return." Admonishing her little son not to leave the room during her absence, Mrs.Wentworth was on the point of leaving the room when Ella called to her: "Be sure to come back soon, mother," she said.

"I want you back early particularly." "Why, my darling ?" enquired her mother.
"Why, in case I should be going to--" Here her voice sunk to a whisper, and her mother failed to catch what she said.
"In case you should be going to, what ?" enquired Mrs.Wentworth.
"Nothing, mother," she replied.

"I was only thinking, but make haste and come back." "I will," her mother answered, "I will come back immediately." Choking the sob that rose in her throat, Mrs.Wentworth left the room and proceeded towards Mr.Swartz's office.

Her visit was a hopeless one, but she determined to make the trial.

She could not believe that the heart of every man was turned against the poor and helpless.
What a world is this we live in! We view with calm indifference the downfall of our fellow-mortals.