"But perhaps the reporter would justify his misrepresentation on the plea that man and wife are one." "Possibly.

And did your shot shatter the bone in the rascal's arm ?" "No; Dr.Balis told me the ball glanced from the bone, passed under the nerve and severed the humeral artery." "It's a wonder he didn't bleed to death." "Yes; but it seems he had sufficient knowledge and presence of mind to improvise a tourniquet with his handkerchief and a stick." "What rooms were you occupying ?" asked Mr.Dinsmore.

"Come, just tell me the whole story as if I had heard nothing of it before." Travilla complied, occasionally appealing to Elsie to assist his memory; and they had hardly done with the subject when the carriage turned into the avenue at Ion.
"My darling, welcome to your home," said Travilla low and tenderly, lifting the little gloved hand to his lips.
An involuntary sigh escaped from Mr.Dinsmore's breast.
"Thank you, my friend," Elsie replied to her husband, the tone and the look saying far more than the words.

Then turning to her father, "And to-morrow, papa, you will welcome me to the other of my two dear homes." "I hope so, daughter; sunlight is not more welcome than you will always be." What joyous greetings now awaited our travelers.

Elsie had hardly stepped from the carriage ere she found herself in Mrs.Travilla's arms, the old lady rejoicing over her as the most precious treasure Providence could have sent her.
Then came Rose, with her tender, motherly embrace, and joyous "Elsie, dearest, how glad I am to have you with us again." "Oh, but you've missed us sadly!" said Aunt Wealthy, taking her turn; "the house seemed half gone at the Oaks.