vidual. And so it went on, until thirty dollars were paid down for the benefit of Mrs. Morgan.
"Into whose hands shall this be placed?" was next asked.
"Let me suggest Mrs. Slade," said I. "To my certain knowledge, she has been with Mrs. Morgan to-night. I know that she feels in her a true woman's interest."
"Just the person," was answered. "Frank, tell your mother we would like to see her. Ask her to step into the sitting-room."
In a few moments the boy came back, and said that his mother would see us in the next room, into which we all passed. Mrs. Slade stood near the table, on which burned a lamp. I noticed that her eyes were red, and that there was on her countenance a troubled and sorrowful expression.
"We have just heard," said one of the company, that little Mary Morgan is dead."
"Yes—it is too true," answered Mrs. Slade,
