The authoress was ashamed that she could devise no way to aid her friend, and there they sat, exchanging a brief word from time to time, and the gloom deepening every minute.

Presently, when the atmosphere was so charged with sadness that it was almost too thick to breathe, Mrs.Smith called to Susan, and the girl came in.
"Sue," said Mrs.Smith, "will you run down to the TIMES office and see Mr.Jones?
And--let me see--and tell him I very much want to see him before he begins to print his extra.

You won't mind, will you ?" "Oh, no," said Susan cheerfully, and she went, a fairy in filmy white, while the two women relapsed into gloom again.
So softly did the next comer mount the porch stairs that the two women did not hear him until a gentle tap on the door frame, followed by an apologetic cough, announced the return of Eliph' Hewlitt..