rge. "Lilly is awfully spoiled, and will order
you about, and put on all the airs of old Queen Bess."

"That will do, George," said his father, with a wave of his hand.
"You, Mary, I am sure, will soon win Lilly's heart, though she is quite
too young to be intrusted with our secret. Having charge of her, you
can have frequent access to your mother, and perhaps gradually reveal
yourself to her. We must contrive to have you get your first glimpse
of her unseen, otherwise you might betray yourself by your emotion.

"And now, my daughter, if you are sufficiently calm, you will give me a
brief account of your life since we were so sadly parted, more than
twelve long years ago."

Mary told her piteous story very simply, passing as lightly as possible
over her early sorrows and hardships, but again and again bringing
tears to the eyes of her father and brothers.

When Mr. Phillips heard the name of Patrick Magee, he exclaimed, "Why,
I had that villain under pay for months for pretending to search for
you in New York, and all along he had you hid in his vile den! He must
be made to suffer for it."

"He will suffer, he does suffer, father. Poor, lost creature! I am
willing to leave him to God," said Mary, gently.

Mr. Raeburn returned to his hotel in the town that evening, but called
at the Phillips mansion in the morning, to say good by to Mary and her
father.

Mary came to him, all radiant with her new happiness. "I have seen my
mother twice!" she said. "The first time she was asleep. I stole up
softly to her bedside, and held my breath as I bent over her. Her face
is no longer rosy and dimpled, like the pictured face, yet far
lovelier. In repose it seemed worn and sorrowful, but O, so gentle and
sweet! I stood by her a long time, and looked and looked, trying to
make up a little for what I had lost. Her dear hand lay on the
counterpane. I longed to kiss it, but I dared not. I did kiss a braid
of her hair that fell over the pillow, and such a thrill went through
me! Her hair is as beautiful and dark as ever, and so are her eyes. I
looked straight into them, once this morning. Papa presented me to
her, as Lilly's new nurse. She looked so kind and gracious, I thought
I should have sunk at her feet, to beg her to bless her child. I could
not speak, and papa apologized for me by saying that I was very
diffident, but that Lilly seemed to take to me, and he hoped I would do
well; and then she smiled on me