The start which Edward gave at this announcement was perceptible to both Daddy and the doctor. The former, not relishing such a demonstration of interest from so questionable a source, inwardly resolved to put to flight the false hopes by which he imagined the young man was agitated. Casting a side long glance at his intended victim he added, "Mr. Tom is a very uncommon fine young man; he is stidy; he never drinks nothin. The Honey has know'd him allers; they played together when they was children and has allers been uncommon attached. Tom particularly requested me fur tu take good care of her while he was gone, and I ain't no doubt if the good Lord was fur tu take her away it would nigh about break his heart." The doctor, conscious that Edward did not relish the subject, and anxious himself to terminate the interview, waved the matter, simply saying, "I shall be going that way by-and-by, Daddy, and will call upon Miss DeWolf if I have time." On this assurance Daddy's grasp readily relaxed, and his prisoner, taking advantage of this favorable symptom, made his escape. CHAPTER XXVII. DOING AND GETTING GOOD--WYCOFF'S REFORM. The day was mild and spring-like, and Daddy had not been long gone, when the snow began to yield to the soft touches of the sun's bright rays. Fanny stood by the window and sighed, and wished audibly that the sun would "put on a veil." The wish and manner so entirely foreign to the child's naturally cheerful and contented disposition attracted Little Wolf's attention. "Why Fanny, do you complain of this lovely day?" she said, in surprise. "O no, Miss DeWolf, but I was afraid the snow would all melt away before my sled was mended, and I love so much to be out of doors coasting." "How would you like to take a walk with me?" said Little Wolf, willing to amuse the child, for whom she had already conceived a warm affection. "O I would like it ever so much," said Fanny, joyfully. "Now where shall we go, Fanny?" said Little Wolf, as they started out. "Why, I don't know," said Fanny hesitatingly; "when mamma used to take me out, she said we must go somewhere where we could do good. Sometimes we went over to old Mrs. Peters'; she is sick all the time, and has no one to help her except her grandson, Charley. Mamma used to make her bed, and read the bible and pray with her, and comfort her all she could. Poor mamma often wished she could carry her something nice to eat, but we hadn't hardly anything to eat ourselves. May be you wouldn't like to go there, though?" said Fanny, doubtfully. Little Wolf hesitated. "She used to know your mamma," said Fanny, "and she said that Mrs. DeWolf was one of the kindest friends she ever had." "We will go there, Fanny," said Little Wolf decidedly