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Rh her to church every Sunday in the "Emma Jane." It became evident that her kindliness and good common sense was a staff upon which Abel might safely lean. I ventured to refer to her abilities one day in conjunction with some of the domestic difficulties which he confided to me and which were increasing upon him. Unexpectedly he spoke out straight to the point for once.

"Mis' C.," he said very earnestly, "Miss O'Grady is a very nice lady. I've nothin' agin her. I enjoy her comp'ny, an' if things wus diff'rent, mebby I'd tell her so. But it's awful hard to forgit days that has gone by, an' I don't know es I ever kin." I felt ashamed of my shallowness, my haste to witness the healing of life's deepest wounds. I was silenced. We learn so slowly how to thread our ways over these delicate inner roads of life!

This was five years ago. Others, brisker and more up to date, occupy the little cottage among the elder-berry bushes now and it has changed its varied hues for a permanent, and pleasing dark red. Milk has risen to 12 cents per quart undelivered and other commodities "accordin'."