"If there is such a thing as an excess of generosity, it is sure to be among ourselves.

I only know it does not suit me.

It will make us all uncomfortable whenever we meet the Andersons or Mr.Wilmot, or any one else, and as to such tenderness to Harvey Anderson, I think it is thrown away." "Thrown away on the object, perhaps," said Margaret, "but not in Norman." "To be sure," broke out Ethel.

"Better be than seem! Oh, dear! I am sorry I was vexed with dear old June when he told me.

I had rather have him now than if he had gained everything, and every one was praising him--that I had! Harvey Anderson is welcome to be dux and Randall scholar for what I care, while Norman is--while he is, just what we thought of the last time we read that Gospel--you know, Margaret ?" "He is--that he is," said Margaret, "and, indeed, it is most beautiful to see how what has happened has brought him at once to what she wished, when, perhaps, otherwise it would have been a work of long time." Ethel was entirely consoled.