WE COME HOME--MRS.

BUNDLE QUITS SERVICE The day my wife and I returned from our wedding trip to Dacrefield was a very happy one.

We had a triumphal welcome from the tenants, my dear father was beaming, the Rector no less so, and good old Nurse Bundle showered blessings on the head of my bride.
Frances was a great favourite with her.

She was devoted to the old woman, and her delicate tact made her adapt herself to all Mrs.
Bundle's peculiarities.

She sat with her in the nursery that night till nearly dinner-time.
"I must take her away, Nursey," said I, coming in; "she'll be late for dinner." "Go with your husband, my dear," said Nurse Bundle, "and the Lord bless you both." "I'll come back, Nursey," said Frances; "you'll soon see me again." "Turn your face, my dear," said Nurse Bundle.