"Laws yes, I've heern ministers preach a leetle about him once in a while when I went to church fur tu go hum with Recta; but, somehow, I want much took up with him." "O, but Daddy, you would have been if you had understood that he was the best friend you ever had. My mamma used to tell me how he came to die for us, and how we could not get to Heaven without him. I will tell you all about it, Daddy, shall I? I told Miss DeWolf, yesterday, and she looked real glad." "Laws, Fanny, the Honey is high edicated and knows a heap more than we do." "O, yes, of course, Daddy, but then she had never heard it just as mamma used to tell it; for you know mamma talked just as if she had lived in the same house with Him, and He had told her Himself all about the beautiful place for all those that He can take there." "Well, He may take me," said Daddy. "O, but you will have to ask him to take you, Daddy," said his little instructress, opening wide her eyes. "'Tween you and me, there's the stick, Fanny, I really don't know how fur tu ask him." "Why, Daddy, how would you ask him for bread if you were starving?" "I calculate I'd beg mighty hard if I was in sich a tight place." Fanny's eyes filled, and Daddy feeling rather uncomfortable, patted her cheek tenderly. "You're a fust rate leetle gal, Fanny," he said, "and I'm kinder thinking I'll look into this ere matter by and by, when I get my lectur writ." "May be, if you should ask Him, God would make you think what is the best thing to say in your lecture," persisted the child. "Laws, Fanny, I ken think of them ere things myself. All the help I want is a leetle mite from you about the spellin. "Wycoff now appeared looking very grave and reported Hank, "stone dead." CHAPTER XXXII. THE MAY DAY WEDDINGS--MISS ORRECTA LIPPINCOTT'S SURPRISE--HOW OLD LOVERS BEHAVE. Spring opened slowly. It is true, at the first fierce glance of the sun, the sensitive snow dissolved in tears; but he was forced to call to his aid the strong winds to blow long upon the ice-bound river, ere it yielded and permitted the beautiful steamers again to ride upon its throbbing bosom. There were those who eagerly counted the weeks that brought about these changes, for each hour drew them nearer to their bridal morning, and one fair May day, when the earth was decked in her garments of green, Louise Sherman, arrayed in her bridal robes, was led by Dr. Goodrich to the marriage altar. Edward Sherman also was there, to celebrate the same rite, for, in a few short weeks he had wooed and won Miss Clara Hastings. It was with no small degree of pride, that he looked upon that tall, elegant woman and called her wife. Clara was equally proud of her husband. Talented, handsome, and, as she supposed, on the road to wealth, she asked no more. Thus they set out in life together.