And, dear papa, try to forget these sad days of our estrangement, and remember only the time when your little girl was always on your knee, or by your side.

Oh! it breaks my heart to think of those sweet times, and that they will never come again! Oh, for one kiss, one caress, one word of love from you! for oh, how _I love_ you, my own dear, be loved, precious papa! "Your little daughter, "ELSIE." Mr.Dinsmore dropped his head upon his hands, and groaned aloud.

It was his turn now to long, with an _unutterable_ longing, for one caress, one word of love from those sweet lips that should never speak again.

A long time he sat there, living over again in memory every scene in his life in which his child had borne a part, and repenting, oh, so bitterly! of every harsh word he had ever spoken to her, of every act of unjust severity; and, alas! how many and how cruel they seemed to him now! Remorse was eating into his very soul, and he would have given worlds to be able to recall the past..