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Her sister stepped down from her third-class carriage as a queen from her throne, beckoned to Rye's one porter, and without a word pointed back into the compartment, from which he removed a handbag; whereat she graciously gave him twopence and proceeded to greet Joanna.

An inspector of police, who found it, took it to his wife, and she carried it to Miss Rye's Home, where it was at once received and cared for, and, doubtless, this little foundling girl is now dwelling happily and usefully with a Canadian family." "How nice!" exclaimed Di, her eyes, lips, and teeth bearing eloquent witness to her satisfaction.

He was interested in extending to South Africa Miss Rye's benevolent plans of emigration to Canada; in the treatment of a Kaffir chief called Langalibalele; and in the disputes which had arisen from the annexation of the Diamond Fields. Thus there were reasons for his trip enough and to spare.

The streets were empty, except that a party of mourners were returning from a funeral. Either people were already all in church, or nobody was going. She quickened her pace in the fear that she might be late, though the bell seemed to assure her that she was not. Widow Rye's little garden-plot was all covered with linen put out to dry, and Mrs Rye might be seen through the window, at the wash-tub.

Instead of which Joanna seemed for the first time in Ellen's experience, a little dreamy. She had but little to say to Rye's one porter, or to Peter Crouch, the groom. She climbed up on the front seat of the trap, and took the reins. "You're looking well," said Ellen "I can see your change has done you good." "Reckon it has, my dear." "Were you comfortable at the hotel?"

"What is to become of our children?" "It gives me a headache to think of it," said the poppy. "Here I stand, with many hundreds of seeds in my head, and I have no idea where to dispose of them." "Let's ask the rye's advice," said the burdock. And then they asked the rye what they ought to do. "It doesn't do to mix in other people's affairs when one's well off," said the rye.

Strong testimony to the value of this work has been given by the Bishops of Toronto and Niagara, and other competent judges. Let me mention a case of one of Miss Rye's little ones, which speaks for itself. "A little girl of six was deserted by both father and mother." "Oh! poor little thing!" exclaimed the sympathetic Di, with an amazing series of pitiful curves about her eyebrows.

But I assure you it is time you were at home now. My dears, just see whether the gig is at the door." "So I only get sent away by begging to stay," said Mr Hope. "Well, I have been giving orders to sick people for so many years, that I suppose it is fairly my turn to obey now. May I ask you to send to Widow Rye's to-day?

"Dear Jo," she murmured, filling her embrace with a soft perfume of hair, which somehow stifled the "Hello, duckie" on the other's tongue. Joanna found herself turning to Rye's one porter with inquiries after his wife and little boy, doing her best to take the chill off the proceedings. She wished that Ellen wouldn't give herself these airs.

"Ha, ha!" laughed Mercer; "he calls himself a gardener because he comes here to help dig, but I know: he's a poacher, that's what he is. You ask Hopley." "But I don't know Hopley," I said, laughing. "You soon will. He's General Rye's keeper. I buy birds off him to stuff." "What, geese?" I said, as I recalled that my companion spoke about a goose just before. "Geese? no. Magpies and jays and hawks.