Oh, Mrs.Enderby, is not this evidence enough ?" "It seems to me so," said Mrs.Enderby, "especially taken with the dates and the likeness to your family.

When your mother's portrait comes----" "I must send for the little baby-garments too," said Reine; "but oh, why need we wait for anything more?
May I not run to my sister, Mrs.
Enderby ?" "Calm yourself, my dear Reine, and be persuaded to take my advice.

We must consult a lawyer and get information as to the wrecking of the vessel, and the place where the shipwreck occurred.

It will then be seen whether it was possible for a child lost on the occasion to have lived to be washed in upon this shore." "Possible or not, it happened!" cried Reine.

"Oh, Mrs.Enderby, unless you can make me sleep through the interval I shall never have patience to wait." The portrait of Reine's mother taken at fifteen years of age and the packet of tiny embroidered chemises arrived the next morning from London.