spider with thin bits of pork and all browned together.

"I saw the Baxter girls to-day, mother," he continued, not
because he hoped she would give any heed to what he said, but
from the sheer longing for companionship. "The Deacon drove off
with Lawyer Wilson, who wanted him to give testimony in some case
or other down in Milltown. The minute Patty saw him going up Saco
Hill, she harnessed the old starved Baxter mare and the girls
started over to the Lower Corner to see some friends. It seems
it's Patty's birthday and they were celebrating. I met them just
as they were coming back and helped them lift the rickety wagon
out of the mud; they were stuck in it up to the hubs of the
wheels. I advised them to walk up the Town-House Hill if they
ever expected to get the horse home."

Town-House Hill!" said Ivory's mother, dropping her knitting.
"That was where we had such wonderful meetings! Truly the Lord
was present in our midst, and oh, Ivory! the visions we saw in
that place when Jacob Cochrane first unfolded his gospel to us.
Was ever such a man!"

"Probably not, mother," remarked Ivory dryly.

"You were speaking of the Baxters. I remember their home, and the
little girl who used to stand in the gateway and watch when we
came out of meeting. There was a baby, too; isn't there a Baxter
baby, Ivory?"

"She didn't stay a baby; she is seventeen years old to-day,
mother."