usekeeper, and Miss Libby, who lives with the
widowed parent at home. They have come to welcome us back. Heaven bless
them!"

As Sybil spoke, Mr. Berners dropped down from his perch on the
coachman's box, and opened the carriage door.

He assisted first his wife, and then their guest, to alight. And then he
took the sleeping child from the nurse's arms, while she herself got
out.

"You know the way, dearest Sybil! Run on before, and I will take charge
of our fair friend," said Mr. Berners, as he gave his arm to Mrs.
Blondelle to lead her up the steps.

But Sybil had not waited for this permission. Too eager to meet the dear
old friends of her childhood to care for any one else just then, or even
to feel a twinge of jealousy at the words and actions of her husband,
she flew past him up the stairs and into the arms of her foster-mother,
who folded the beautiful, impetuous creature to her bosom, and welcomed
her home with heartfelt emotion.

Miss Tabby and Miss Libby next took their turns to be embraced and
kissed.

And then the old servants crowded around to welcome their beloved young
mistress; to every one of them she gave a cordial grasp of her hand, and
loving words.

"It is very delightful," she said, with tears of joy in her eyes, "it is
very, very delightful to be so warmly welcomed home."

"Everything as well as everybody welcomes you home, Miss Sybil! Even the
Black Torrent! I never heard the cascade sing so loud and merry as it
does to-night!" said Old Abe, or Father Abraham, as he was called, for
being a full centenarian, and the oldest negro, by twenty years, of any
on the estate.

"Thank you, dear old Uncle Abe! I _know_ you all welcome me home! And I
love to think that my torrent does too! And now, Miss Tabby, you got the
letter I wrote from Underhill, asking you to have the spare rooms
prepared for the visitors we were to bring with us?" inquired Sybil,
turning to her housekeeper.

"Yes, ma'am, and your orders is obeyed, and the rooms is all ready, as
well as yourn and Mr. Berners', even to the kindling of the fires, which
has been burning in the chimneys to air them rooms all this blessed
day," answered Miss Tabby.

"That is right, and I thank you; and now here comes our visitor," said
Sybil, as her guest approached leaning on her husband's arm. They had
certainly lingered a little on the way; but Sybil was too happy to
notice that circumstance now. The jealous wife was for the time subdued