Papa does not seem to care to speak of it." "No, dear," said aunty.

"The happiest part of his life began there, and you know how all the light seemed to go out of his life when your mother died.

It was there he--Captain's master--got to know her, the 'Mary' of my little adventure.

You understand it all now?
He was a great deal in the neighbourhood--at the little town I called East Hornham--the summer we first came to Alderwood.

And there they were married; and there, in the peaceful old church-yard, your dear mother is buried." The children listened with sobered little faces.