"Oh, no; you must excuse me. That would be very much out of place. But I only stated a general fact that appertains to all of us." Aunt Rachel looked very grave. I had laid the weight of words upon a weakness of her character, and it had given her pain. That weakness was a peculiarly good opinion of herself. I had made no allegation against her; and there was none in my mind. My words simply expressed the general truth that we all have weaknesses, and included her in their application. But she imagined that I referred to some particular defect or fault, and mail-proof as she was against words, they had wounded her. For a day or two, aunt Rachel remained more sober than was her wont. I knew the cause, but did not attempt to remove from her mind an impression my words had made. One day, about a week after, I said to her: "Aunt Rachel, I saw Mary Lane's mother this morning." "Ah?" The old lady looked up at me enquiringly. "I don't wonder your words hurt the poor girl," I added. "Why? What did I say?" quickly asked aunt Rachel. "You said that she was a jilt." "But I was only in jest, and she knew it. I did not really mean any thing. I'm surprised that Mary should be so foolish." "You will not be surprised when you know all," was my answer. "All? What all? I'm sure I wasn't in earnest. I didn't mean to hurt the poor girl's feelings." My aunt looked very much troubled. "No one blames you, aunt Rachel," said I. "Mary knows you didn't intend wounding her." "But why should she take a little word so much to heart? It must have had more truth in it than I supposed." "Did you know that Mary refused an offer of marriage from Walter Green, last week?" "Why, no! It can't be possible! Refused Walter Green?" "Yes." "They've been intimate for a long time." "I know." "She certainly encouraged him." "I think it more than probable." "Is it possible, then, that she did really jilt the young man?" exclaimed aunt Rachel. "This has been said of her," I replied. "But, as far as I can learn, she was really attached to him, and suffered great pain in rejecting his offer. Wisely she regarded marriage as the most important event of her life, and refused to make so solemn a contract with one in whose principles she had not the fullest confidence." "But she ought not to have encouraged Walter, if she did not intend marrying him," said aunt Rachel, with some warmth.