I Said That I Had Had Bad News, But That I Did Not Want Any Spirits, And She Said She Hoped Nothing Had Happened To Any Of My Family, And I Told Her Not Exactly; But In Looking Back It Seemed As If It Was Almost That Way.

I thought I ought to tell her what had happened, for I could see that she was really feeling for me, and so I said:

"Poor Lord Edward is dead. To be sure, he was very old, and I suppose we had not any right to think he'd live even as long as he did; and as he was nearly blind and had very poor use of his legs it was, perhaps, better that he should go. But when I think of what friends we used to be before I was married, I can't help feeling badly to think that he has gone; that when I go back to America he will not show he is glad to see me home again, which he would be if there wasn't another soul on the whole continent who felt that way."

Miss Pondar was now standing up with her hands folded in front of her, and her head bowed down as if she was walking behind a hearse with eight ostrich plumes on it. "Lord Edward," she said, in a melancholy, respectful voice, "and will his remains be brought to England for interment?"

"Oh, no," said I, not understanding what she was talking about.

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