old, I fear it may be her mother that will see it, and not I." When the twilight fell again over the valley, and the star shone out once more from the black hill-top, Jack found himself almost as much interested in its reappearance as the child herself, who shouted and clapped her hands for joy. "But it can't be the Star in the East, you know, Primrose," he said, when she again demanded to follow it, "because it did not come any more when Christmas Day was over. This must be another star, and we'll sit at home and watch it every night, and maybe in time we will be able to find out its name." "It is my Star in the East," would Miss Primrose answer decisively; but seeing at last some wisdom in Jack's oft-repeated explanations, she expressed herself content to watch it only from the window, and it became a habit of theirs to draw close to the little casement every evening, as soon as twilight fell, to look for the star's appearing, and watch it shine till they were tired. Every night it shone out regularly, as soon as darkness crept over the Castle Hill, and always was still shining when Jack drew down his window-blind and went to bed. Once he forgot to draw it down, and happening to wake as the clock struck twelve, he saw the red light still burning steadily, and lay and watched it, wondering who the mysterious occupant of the castle might be, till between one and two in the morning, when it was suddenly extinguished. He made a few casual inquiries next day among the villagers, as to whether any of them had heard of the arrival of the young earl or his servants at the castle, but no one had heard such a report, or believed for a moment that he was likely to visit Bryn Afon at this wintry season, and Jack let the matter rest; for knowing that the "star" could not be seen from any house but his own, he thought it wiser to keep this fresh mystery to himself. And about a month after its first appearance it vanished entirely, greatly to Little Miss Primrose's disappointment.