ve as large a share of the Incas' gold as they
could possibly claim, and, therefore, she did not feel herself called
upon to do anything. "If we had kept it all," she said, "that would have
been a different thing!"

In fact, Mrs. Cliff's conscience was now in a very easy and satisfied
condition. She did not feel that she owed anything to her fellow-beings
that she was not giving them, or that she owed anything to herself that
she was not giving to herself. The expenses of building and of the
improvements to her spacious grounds had been of so much assistance in
removing the plethora of her income that she was greatly encouraged. She
felt that she now had her fortune under control, and that she herself
might be able to manage it for the future. Already she was making her
plans for the next year.

Many schemes she had for the worthy disposition of her wealth, and the
more she thought of them and planned their details, the less inclined
she felt to leave for an hour or two her spacious and sumptuous
apartments in the new building and go back to her little former home
where she might think of old times and relieve her mind from the weight
of the novelty and the richness of her new dining-room and its adjuncts.

Often as she sat in her stately drawing-room she longed for her old
friend Edna, and wished that she and the Captain might come and see how
well she had used her share of the great fortune.

But Captain Horn and his wife were far away. Mrs. Cliff had frequent
letters from Edna, which described their leisurely and delightful
travels in the south and west. Their minds and bodies had been so
strained and tired by hard thinking and hard work that all they wanted
now was an enjoyment of life and the world as restful and as tranquil as
they could make it. After a time they would choose some happy spot, and
make for themselves a home. Three of the negroes, Maka and Cheditafa and
Mok, were with them, and the others had been left on a farm where they
might study methods of American agriculture until the time should come
when the Captain should require their services on his estate.

Ralph was in Boston, where, in spite of his independent ideas in regard
to his education, he was preparing himself to enter Harvard.

"I know what the Captain means when he speaks of settling down!" said
Burke when he heard of this. "He'll buy a canon and two or three
counties and live out there like a lord! And if he does that, I'll go
out a