I begged him to put my name, though he said it was a pity to do it with his left hand; I didn't like to wait, so I asked him at least to write N.W.May, and the date." "And he has added Prov.xxiii.24, 25.

Let me look it out." She did so, and instead of reading it aloud, looked at Norman full of congratulation.
"How it ought to make one--" and there Norman broke off from the fullness of his heart.
"I'm glad he put both verses" said Ethel presently.

"How pleased with you he must be!" A silence while brother and sister both gazed intently at the crooked characters, till at last Ethel, with a long breath, resumed her ordinary tone, and said, "How well he has come to write with his left hand now." "Yes.

Did you know that he wrote himself to tell Ernescliffe Sir Matthew's opinion of Margaret ?" "No: did he ?" "Do you know, Ethel," said Norman, as he knelt on the floor, and tumbled miscellaneous articles out of his bag, "it is my belief that Ernescliffe is in love with her, and that papa thinks so." "Dear me!" cried Ethel, starting up.

"That is famous.