Sumner; but he thought as he felt the magnetism of her young enthusiasm
that he might gain something of compensation which it was impossible to
put into words.

* * * * *

"Are you not going with us, dear Mrs. Douglas?" asked Bettina, as the
little party were preparing to set forth on the appointed morning.

"Not to-day, dear, for I have another engagement"

"I think I know what mamma is going to do," said Margery as they left
the house. "I heard the housemaid, Anita, telling her last evening about
the illness of her little brother, and saying that her mother is so poor
that she cannot get for the child what he needs. I think mamma is going
to see them this morning."

"Just like that blessed mother of ours!" exclaimed Malcom. "There is
never anybody in want near her about whom she is not sure to find out
and to help! It will be just the same here as at home; Italians or
Americans--all are alike to her. She will give up anything for herself
in order to do for them."

"I am glad you know her so well," said his uncle, with a smile. "There
is no danger that you can ever admire your mother too much."

"Oh!" exclaimed Barbara, as after a little walk they entered a square
surrounded by massive buildings, with arcades, all white with the
sunshine. "Look at that building! It is decorated with those dear little
babies, all swathed, whose photographs we have so often seen in the