pt tears of joy while little Mollie laughed.

"Are you sure she'll keep her word?" asked Mrs. Hastings.

"As sure as there's a God in heaven. She's an angel," replied Mattie.
"They all are. Oh! Mother, I never knew that there could be such
kindness in the world."

Mattie returned, and Ethel and Patty replaced all of the stolen money in
the girls' purses save the twelve that was to be given to Judge Sands
for McAllister. The jewelry was more difficult, for there was danger of
it rolling out of the bags, so Patty suggested putting the ring in a
small box and slipping it in Nora's suitcase, and doing the same with
the locket belonging to Edith Overman.

The next morning appeared Nora with the ring on her finger, but with
never a word. Then rushed out Edith Overman.

"Do you know, I have found my locket and chain. I was awfully worried
for I thought I had lost it."

The following day came a reply to Ethel's letter from Aunt Susan. This
was the extract pertaining to the Home:

"Yes, my dear, I can get the little girl in the Cripples' School
free--not 'Home.' In this place she'll have the best of medical
attendance. I am one of the managers. She will be taught to sew and make
lovely things besides having good nourishing food every day. Her sister
is welcome to stay with us whenever she cares to come. The little girl
will probably come out cured, and it will not cost her a penny. Even
her clothes will be furnished. Let me know when to expect them. I
enclose your mother's letter."

Mattie cried with joy.

"What is it?" the girls asked, and she told them.

Judge Sands had seen Mr. McAllister who took the money without a comment
save:

"Well, Judge, when a thing happens like this it sort of restores one's
faith in human nature, doesn't it?"

And Mattie was a happy girl.

"Really," said Ethel to her cousin and Patty, "Mattie's eyes have grown
wider apart."

"No, it's because you like her and she seems different to you."

Mrs. Hollister wrote: "My dearest girl:

"I hope you have made only desirable acquaintances and that you will
forget the Camp Fire Girls, at least this winter. You will be seventeen
soon and I shall give you a debutante's party. I have saved considerable
money during your absence."

Ethel didn't answer the letter at once.

One day came up the hill the buckboard holding three men. The girls saw
it from a distance, and there was some excitement. As it drew nearer
three shouts went up. There w