ich succeeds great pain.

Hannah was intensely disgusted by Nora's misplaced confidence; but she
did not contradict her, for she wished to soothe, not to excite the
sufferer.

For a few minutes Nora lay with her eyes closed and her hands crossed
upon her bosom, while her watchers stood in silence beside her bed. Then
springing up with wildly flaring eyes she seized her sister, crying out:

"Hannah! Oh, Hannah!"

"What is it, child?" exclaimed Hannah, in affright.

"I do believe I'm dying--and, oh! I hope I am."

"Oh, no, ye aint a-dying, nyther; there's more life than death in this
'ere; Lord forgive ye, girl, fer bringing such a grief upon your good
sister," said Mrs. Jones grimly.

"Oh, Mrs. Jones, what is the matter with her? Has she taken poison, do
you think? She has been in a great deal of trouble to-night!" cried
Hannah, in dismay.

"No, it's worse than pi'sen. Hannah, you send that ere gaping and
staring nigger right away directly; this aint no place, no longer, for
no men-folks to be in, even s'posin they is nothin' but nigger
cre-turs.".

Hannah raised her eyes to the speaker. A look of intelligence passed
between the two women. The old dame nodded her head knowingly, and then
Hannah gently laid Nora back upon her pillow, for she seemed at ease
again now, and went to the old man and said:

"Uncle Jovial, you had better go home now. Aunt Dinah will be anxious
about you, you know."

"Yes, honey, I knows it, and I was only awaitin' to see if I could be of
any more use," replied the old man, meekly rising to obey.

"I thank you very much, dear old Uncle Jovial, for all your goodness to
us to-night, and I will knit you a pair of nice warm socks to prove it."

"Laws, child, I don't want nothing of no thanks, nor no socks for
a-doin' of a Christian man's duty. And now, Miss Hannah, don't you be
cast down about this here misfortin'; it's nothin' of no fault of yours;
everybody 'spects you for a well-conducted young 'oman; an' you is no
ways 'countable for your sister's mishaps. Why, there was my own Aunt
Dolly's step-daughter's husband's sister-in-law's son as was took up for
stealin' of sheep. But does anybody 'spect me the less for that? No! and
no more won't nobody 'spect you no less for poor misfortinit Miss Nora.
Only I do wish I had that ere scamp, whoever he is, by the ha'r of his
head! I'd give his blamed neck one twist he wouldn't 'cover of in a
hurry," said the old man, drawing himself up sti