128 ALL IS NOT GOLD THAT GLITTERS.

termed a country gentleman, betraying no emo-
tion whatever at the sight of one who had
caused him so much suffering, and only anxious
to gratify her because she was his wife’s rela-
tive. She thought, and she was right, that she
discovered pity, and not admiration, as he look-
ed upon her.

** You think me changed,” she said.

‘Your ladyship has been ill and harassed.”

“Ah! we all change except Rose.”

“Ah!” replied the country bred husband,
‘* she, indeed, is an exception; she could not
even change for the better.”’

And then the children, two such glorious
boys, fine, manly fellows. ‘ And what will you
be ?” inquired her ladyship of the eldest.

‘A farmer, my lady.”

‘And you?”

** A merchant, I hope.”

‘* Your boys are as unambitious as yourself,
Rose.”

‘“‘] fear not,” she answered; “this fellow
wants to get into the middle class; but Mr.
Stokes says the prosperity of a country de-
pends more upon the middle class than upon
either the high or the low.’’

To this Helen made no reply, for her atten-
tion was occupied by the loveliness of Rose’s
little girl. The child inherited, in its perfec-
tion, the beauty of her family, and a grace and
spirit peculiarly her own. Rose could not find