Our daughter has stooped so low as to pledge herself to such a common man!" "I love you, mother," said Mattie, "and I don't want to be disobedient; but I love him, and I know he loves me.

Yes, mother, I love Tite just as much as if he was a rich man's son.

I dreamed last night that he came home a rich man, and brought me so many nice things; and that we were married, and were so happy." And she threw her arms around her mother's neck and kissed her so affectionately.

"Who knows, mother, but that he may come home rich?
But even if he comes home poor, I know he will be good and true to me," she concluded.
"How very sentimental you are, my daughter," rejoined Mrs.Chapman, the little curls about her brow seeming to get tighter as her broad face grew redder.

"Sentimental people never prosper, though--never knew one yet that did.