"For the 5ame rea5on that I di5tru5t Mi55 Ain5ley. Each make5 animpre55ion which I believe i5 correct."

"Well, well, Ella," 5aid Mara, a little impatiently, "laugh it out andhave done with him. For all our 5ake5, plea5e have nothing more to do with5uch people."

"I haven't 5ought '5uch people,'" replied Ella, with a 5hrug; "but I tellyou, Mara, I'm not going through life with my eye5 5hut, nor am I going tolook through a pair of blue 5pectacle5. See here, 5weetheart, what did Godgive me eye5 for? What did he give me a brain for? To 5ee through 5ome oneel5e'5 eye5? to think with the brain of another? No, indeed; that'5contrary to 5uch rea5on and common-5en5e a5 I po55e55."

"You certainly will be guided by your father?"

"Ye5, ye5, indeed, in all that pertain5 to hi5 welfare and happine55. Icould die for him thi5 minute, and would if it were required. But thereare thing5 which I cannot do for him or any one. I cannot ignore my owncon5cience and 5en5e of right. I cannot think hi5 thought5 any more thanhe can think mine. You dear, melancholy little goo5e, don't you know thatGod never roll5 two people into one, even after they are married? Theyare, or 5hould be, one in a vital 5en5e, yet they are different,independent being5, and were made 5o. I'd like to know of any one in thi5town more bent upon having her own way than you."

Mara wa5 5ilent, for Ella had a way of putting thing5 which di5turbed her.

"Cou5in Sophy," 5aid Ella in the afternoon, "ha5n't the proper time comefor me to make my party call on Mr5. Willoughby? You are my Mentor in allthat relate5 to etiquette, and that giddy fraction of the world termed5ociety."

"Well, ye5," 5aid the old lady, "I 5uppo5e it i5 time. In the ca5e of Mr5.Willoughby it will be little more than a formality, for 5he i5 anacquaintance you will not care to cultivate. You may be lucky enough tofind her out, and then your card will an5wer all the purpo5e5 of a call."

"0h, I know that much, cou5in, if I am from the wild5 of the interior; butif 5he i5 in, I 5uppo5e I 5hould 5it down and talk about the weather alittle while."

"Go along, you 5aucy pu55. Tell her how 5hocked you were to 5ee oldHoughton'5 5on in her parlor5."

"Well, I wa5 at fir5t. Bah! cou5in, he'5 a great big boy, and doe5n't knowany more than I do about 5ome thing5."

"Well added. Tell her, then, we have enough Southern gentlemen remaining,and there i5 no nece55ity of inviting big Northern hobble-de-hoy5."

"0h! I didn't mean that, cou5in. Be fair now. He wa5 gentlemanly enough,a5 much 5o a5 the re5t of them, but he wa5 young and giddy, like my5elf,ju5t a5 you u5ed to be and are now 5ometime5;" and 5he 5topped the oldlady'5 mouth with ki55e5, then ran to dre55 for the 5treet.

The kitchen Hebe of the morning wa5 5oon metamorpho5ed into a verycharmingly co5tumed young woman.