"Give Eugene a house of his own, and let me be at peace in my home. Will you do this for me?" "Yes." "Thank you, my father." Disengaging his clasping arm, she left them. A few days after the party at her house, Mrs. Asbury returned home from a visit to the asylum (of which she had recently been elected a manager). In passing the parlor door she heard suppressed voices, looked in, and, perceiving Mr. Vincent seated near Georgia, retired, without speaking, to her own room. Securing the door, she sank on her knees, and besought an all-wise God to direct and aid her in her course of duty. The time had arrived when she must hazard everything to save her child from an ill-fated marriage; and though the mother's heart bled she was firm in her resolve. When Mr. Vincent took leave, and Georgia had returned to her room, Mrs. Asbury sought her. She found her moody and disposed to evade her questions. Passing her arm round her, she said very gently: "My dear child, let there be perfect confidence between us. Am I not more interested in your happiness than anyone else? My child, what has estranged you of late?" Georgia made no reply. "What, but my love for you and anxiety for your happiness, could induce me to object to your receiving Mr. Vincent's attentions?" "You are prejudiced against him, and always were!" "I judge the young man only from his conduct. You know--you are obliged to know, that he is recklessly dissipated, selfish, and immoral." "He is no worse than other young men. I know very few who are not quite as wild as he is. Beside, he has promised to sign the temperance pledge if I will marry him." "My child, you pain me beyond expression. Does the depravity which prevails here sanction Vincent's dissipation? Oh, Georgia, has association deprived you of horror of vice? Can you be satisfied because others are quite as degraded? He does not mean what he promises; it is merely to deceive you. His intemperate habits are too confirmed to be remedied now; he began early, at college, and has constantly grown worse." "You are prejudiced," persisted Georgia, unable to restrain her tears. "If I am, it is because of his profligacy! Can you possibly be attached to such a man?"