Of dear Walter, too; for his heart was right, however mistaken his head may have been." "Walter?
oh, yes, and I----" But the sentence was interrupted by the entrance of his mother and sisters, May and Daisy, Mr.Dinsmore, and his son and daughter.

Fresh greetings, of course, had to be exchanged all round, and were scarcely finished when Mr.Travilla came in with his three children.
Elsie called them to her, and presented them to Harold with all a mother's fond pride in her darlings.
"I have taught them to call you Uncle Harold.

Do you object ?" "Object?
far from it; I am proud to claim them as my nephew and nieces." He gazed with tender admiration upon each dear little face; then, drawing the eldest to him and putting an arm about her, said, "She is just what you must have been at her age, Elsie; a little younger than when you first came to Elmgrove.

And she bears your name ?" "Yes; her papa and mine would hear of no other for her." "I like to have mamma's name," said the child, in a pretty, modest way, looking up into his face.

"Grandpa and papa call mamma Elsie, and me wee Elsie and little Elsie, and sometimes daughter.