She has been in excellent spirits ever since I stopped the papers.

She says that she wonders at herself so calm and happy.

I heard her yesterday calling at the stairs to a little lisping English waiting-maid, who cannot pronounce _s_: "Judith," said she, "did you not hear the parlor-bell ?" Judith walked up, and said, "Mitthith North, lately you've rung tho eathy, that motht of the time I thought it mutht be a acthident, and didn't come up at futht.

I thpect the wireth ith got ruthty." Mrs.North said nothing, but afterward, in relating the affair to me, she said she truly believed that it was owing to my stopping the papers.

For she could remember how often she went to the bell-rope saying to herself as she pulled it, "sum of all villanies!" then "enormous wrong," with another pull, and then "stupendous injustice," with another.