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"It is my cap the widow's cap worn for Wilford's sake," was the reply, which silenced Morris for that time, making him feel that between Katy Lennox, the girl, and Katy Cameron, the widow, there was a vast difference, and awakening in his heart a fear lest Wilford Cameron dead should prove as strong a rival as Wilford living had been.

This was Aunt Betsy's parting remark, and after Katy, simple-hearted Aunt Betsy liked Wilford Cameron better than any one of the group which watched him as he drove rapidly from their door. Aunt Hannah thought him too much stuck up for farmer's folks, while Mrs.

"I will talk to you about it another time," added the captain, as a knock was heard at the door. "Come in!" It was the man-servant of the house, and he brought in a tray on which there was a card, which Captain Passford took. "Captain Wilford Chantor," the captain read from the card. "Show him in, Gates.

Juno had been annoyed then, but now fierce jealousy took possession of her heart as she watched the girl whom all seemed to admire, even Wilford feeling a thrill of pride that the possession of so attractive a sister-in-law reflected credit upon himself.

Ever since inquiries had been made at the office for Wilford's whereabouts, Tom had been uneasy, for he could not forget the savage look in Wilford's face when he first told him of Katy and Dr. Grant; and when he heard that instead of going to Yonkers Wilford had taken the cars for Philadelphia, he was certain something was wrong, and longed to confess to Katy what he knew of the matter.

There were perceptible spots on Marian's neck, and her lips were very white, while her hands grasped the bundles tossed into her lap the yards and yards of lace and embroidery, linen, and cambric, which she was expected to make for the wife of Wilford Cameron; and her voice was husky as she asked directions or made suggestions of her own. "It's because she has no such joy in expectation.

Is the ferryman your father?" "Yes, sir; he is." "Well, the money's gone," added Mr. Randall. "We will go back to the ferry-boat." "Did you find it?" asked John Wilford, as the bank director stepped into the bateau. "No; but I'm certain it has not gone to the bottom." "Where is it, then?" "I don't know; can you tell me?" Mr. Randall looked at the ferryman very sharply.

This last came gradually to Aunt Betsy as she thought the matter over, and remembered Wilford as he had appeared each time he came to Silverton. "I ain't like him; I ain't like this Miss Banker; I ain't like anybody," she whispered.

It is very funny that she did not find a single proper garment among them all, when we thought them so nice. They were not just the style, she said, and that was very desirable in Mrs. Wilford Cameron. Somehow she tries to impress me with the idea that Mrs.

For a moment Morris was silent, while a struggle of some kind seemed going on in his mind, and then he said: "I never thought to lay open to you a secret which, after myself, is, I believe, known to only one living being." "And that one is you will not tell me that is Katy?" Wilford exclaimed, his voice hoarse with passion, and his eyes flashing with fire. "No, not Katy.