At this moment, nurse summoned them to dinner. And Helen, appreciating the faithful affection of the good woman, went toward her and asked timidly: "Have you no congratulations for me? I have promised to be Mr. Frederic's wife." "I knew it, dear; I was sure of it." "How could you know it, Mrs. Johnson?" inquired Sybil, with some spirit. "Only yesterday my brother was packed for a long journey, and it was doubtful whether he ever saw Helen Edmond again." Nurse shook her head sagely. "I had reasons, good reasons," she repeated, glancing tenderly in the face of her young mistress. "I'm glad for you; and Mr. Frederic has reason to thank God." "Indeed I have," warmly echoed the young man. After dinner, Frederic proposed a walk to the arbor. And then he explained to his lady-love the grief, the horror he felt, when, on the very night of the accident, his father made known to him the contents of Mr. Tracy's letter. He resolved at once to accept a call to a parish in a distant State, and nothing but her assurance in her note, that till the day of her death she should be grateful to him, had prevented his abrupt departure. "I confess I was too hasty, too impulsive," he urged. "But I then resolved to postpone my journey for a few days, and see you once more. "On his return from Mottville, father informed me that you ignored any affection for Roswell Tracy. And I lost not a moment in coming to you to learn my fate." The first of the following week, Mr. Knowles started for the city, where, at the rooms of an eminent attorney, Frank Edmond had engaged to meet him. While he was away, the answer came to Helen's application for five hundred dollars, to which allusion has already been made, and likewise the paper containing Mr. Tracy's speech. One morning when Roswell was present, she tore off the envelope, and in a pompous tone read aloud: "ORPHAN ASYLUM." "At a meeting of the donors of the new Orphan Asylum, Monson P. Tracy presided with his usual dignity and grace. A large number of the fair sex were present on this interesting occasion, to listen to the speech which they had learned might be expected from Mr. Tracy, in regard to the objects of the institution. The loud and continued applause of the audience, which frequently interrupted the speaker gave ample proof of their appreciation of his sentiments. We give it to our readers as taken by reporters present. We understand it is to be issued in pamphlet form, and can be obtained from any of our bookstores." "Then follows the speech," cried Helen, laughing merrily. "Let us have it," urged Frederic. But the young girl, after a glance down the column, threw away the paper in disgust, exclaiming: "I can say it by heart. It is not original with him. I helped him make some of those very selections, and pasted them into his scrap book. Oh dear! How little I thought then that I should feel toward him as I do now.