mpossible to shake his faith."

"Antony's principles stand as firm as a Gothic wall. Duty, Faithfulness,
Honor, and Honesty, are qualities independent of creed. You see, I am
no bigot."

"You read too much, and too widely, for that character, sir."

"If I read nothing but the Bible, I should read a book that is at once
the most learned and the most popular of all books. But at present you
find me reading politics."

"To be sure! The elections are coming on, and they will do, and cause
to be done, all kinds of disagreeable things. I generally keep my eyes
shut to their approach." He had disliked to break in two a religious
conversation with a personal question, but he had no such scruple
about politics; and he added hurriedly, lest Peter should pursue the
subject, "Where is Miss Van Hoosen? I hope she is well."

"She is in the dining-room. Once every year my cousin, Alida Van
Hoosen, pays us a visit; and she came this morning, without any
warning." As he spoke, a buggy was driven to the door, and there was a
stir of some one departing through the front hall. Then Peter rose
quickly, and said:

"Now you must excuse me, Mr. Filmer. Cousin always expects me to see
her safely to the train. Yanna will be with you in a few minutes."

As Peter went out of the room, Harry rose. He could no longer sit
still. His heart leaped to the light, quick steps of Yanna; and when
she entered, smiling and rosy, her eyes dancing with the excitement of
her visitor, her whole body swaying to the music of love in her heart,
he met her in the middle of the room with outstretched hands. She put
her own hands in them, and her eyes met his, in a frank, sweet gaze,
which he understood better than words.

Who can translate the broken, kiss-divided sentences, in which two
happy souls try to explain the joy of their meeting? All through the
summer days, this love had been growing; and suddenly, in a moment, it
had burst forth into blossom. The dull skies and the chill gray
atmosphere did not touch a flower, whose roots were in celestial
warmth and glory. They forgot all about such mere accidentals. There
was a new sun, and a new moon; there was a new world, and new hopes,
and a new life before them.

They walked up and down the large room, telling each other when, and
how, they first began to love--excusing their misapprehensions, chiding
sweetly their doubts, and explaining the little cross-purposes, which
had given them so many sleepless ni