; and who does he think
is going to marry his daughter at that rate?' * * *

Hiram was at the house at his usual hour. It was a lovely evening, about
the first of June, and as he walked slowly along, he caught a glimpse of
Emma through the blinds. She was seated at a window, evidently watching
for his coming. He could perceive, before she knew it was he, that her
countenance was troubled. Hiram turned away his head. Evidently
something attracted him in another direction.

Mr. Tenant resided in a handsome house in one of the finest squares of
the city. As Hiram mounted the steps, he paused a moment to survey the
scene. The trees were in full leaf, and the odor of flowers filled with
their fragrance the evening air.

'No, he must not give this up,' he muttered.

He turned and rang the bell sharply. It was a habit of Emma to open the
door herself when she saw him coming, but this time the servant
responded to the summons.

Hiram passed into the front parlor without speaking. As he approached
Emma, she rose and threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears.
She did not attempt to speak, but kept sobbing as if heart-broken.

Hiram stood still, and, in consequence of his undecided state of mind, a
good deal embarrassed.

'Why, what is the matter, Emma?' he said at length. 'Has anything
happened to your father or mother?'

'You know what has happened,' she finally articulated.

'Well, my dear child, is that anything to be so distressed about?'

'Don't _you_ care?' she exclaimed, looking up joyfully.

'To be sure I care, but only on your account, and'--

'Oh, never think of me. I shall be the most light-hearted creature in
the world. I was only afraid--afraid'--

'Of what, pray?'

'I cannot tell. That--that--perhaps--perhaps--you would
not--that--papa's losing everything might make a difference in your
feelings. Now don't be angry. (Hiram was looking grave.) I did not
_really_ think it would; but--but the bare possibility has made me so
very unhappy--so very, very unhappy!' and she began to cry again.

'Come, Emma, you must not be so foolish. Sit down now with me, and let
me say a few words to you; for your father will want me in a few
minutes, and I shall have to be with him all the evening.'

'Oh, I am so glad; you will be such a comfort to him. I know you will.'

Hiram made no reply; both took their seats, and then he spoke.

'Emma,' he said, in a tone so solemn and important that it struck terror
t