m, and in a fierce
whisper bade him beware how he used Miss Howard's name. By this time
the horses were caught, anther carriage procured, and Mary, still
supported by Billy Bender, was carefully lifted into it, and borne
back to Mr. Selden's house. Henry Lincoln also accompanying her, and
giving out numerous orders as to "what ought to be done!"

Many of Ida's friends, hearing of the accident, flocked in to see her,
and to inquire after the young lady who was injured. Among the first
who called was Lizzie Upton, whom the reader has once met in Chicopee.
On her way home she stopped at Mrs. Campbell's, where she was
immediately beset by Ella, to know "who the beautiful young lady was
that Henry Lincoln had so heroically saved from a violent
death,--dragging her out from under the horses' heels!"

Lizzie looked at her a moment in surprise, and then replied, "Why,
Miss Campbell, is it possible you don't know it was your own sister!"

It was Henry Lincoln himself who had given Ella her information,
without, however, telling the lady's name; and now, when she learned
that 'twas Mary, she was too much surprised to answer, and Lizzie
continued, "I think you are laboring under a mistake. It was not Mr.
Lincoln, who saved your sister's life, but a young law student, whom
you perhaps have seen walking with George Moreland."

Ella replied that she never saw George Moreland, as he left Boston
before she came; and then as she did not seem at all anxious to know
whether Mary was much injured or not, Lizzie soon took her leave. Long
after she was gone, Ella sat alone in the parlor, wondering why Henry
should tell her such a falsehood, and if he really thought Mary
beautiful. Poor simple Ella,--she was fast learning to live on Henry
Lincoln's smile, to believe each word that he said, to watch nervously
for his coming and to weep if he stayed away. There were other young
men in Boston, who, attracted by her pretty face, and the wealth of
which she was reputed to be heiress, came fawningly around her, but
with most strange infatuation, she turned from them all, caring only
for Henry Lincoln. He, on the contrary, merely sought her society for
the sake of passing away an idle hour, boasting among his male
acquaintances of the influence had acquired over her, by
complimenting her curls and pretty face! He knew that she was jealous
of any praise or attention bestowed by him upon another, and had
purposely told her what he did of Mary, exu