and the second news is mum um mum, and the third
news is um um mum."

The children all laughed.

"Yonder he is, coming this way," said Max, leaning from the carriage
window.

"Beckon to him," said the captain; "I want a paper."

Max obeyed; the carriage stopped, the crier drew near and handed up the
paper asked for.

"How much?" inquired the captain.

"Five cents, sir."

"Why, how is that? You asked me but three for yesterday's edition of
this same paper."

"More news in this one."

"Ah, you charge according to the amount of news, do you?" returned the
captain, laughing, and handing him a nickel.

"Yes, sir; I guess that's about the fair way," said the crier, hastily
regaining the sidewalk to renew the clang, clang of his bell and the "um
mum mum" of his announcement.

CHAPTER XII.

"Wave high your torches on each crag and cliff.
Let many lights blaze on our battlements;
Shout to them in the pauses of the storm,
And tell them there is hope."

--_Maturings "Bertram."_

The evening was cool, and our whole party were gathered in the parlor of
the cottage occupied by the Dinsmores and Travillas--games, fancy-work,
reading, and conversation making the time fly.

Edward and Zoe had drawn a little apart from the others, and were
conversing together in an undertone.

"Suppose we go out and promenade the veranda for a little," he said,
presently. "I will get you a wrap and that knit affair for your head
that I think so pretty and becoming."

"Crocheted," she corrected; "yes, I'm quite in the mood for a promenade
with my husband; and I'm sure the air outside must be delightful. But
you won't have to go farther than that stand in the corner for my
things."

He brought them, wrapped the shawl carefully about her, and they went
out.

Betty, looking after them, remarked aside to her Cousin Elsie, "How
lover-like they are still!"

"Yes," Elsie said, with a glad smile: "they are very fond of each other,
and it rejoices my heart to see it."

"And one might say exactly the same of the captain and Violet," pursued
Betty, in a lower tone, and glancing toward that couple, as they sat
side by side on the opposite sofa--Violet with her babe in her arms, the
captain clucking and whistling to it, while it cooed and laughed in his
face--Violet's ever-beautiful face more beautiful than its wont, with
its expression of exceeding love and happiness as her glance rested now
upon her husband and now upon her ch