He seemed to have it already: he was shivering from head to foot now, as
he related the above particulars. All the family had assembled round
him, except Katherine.

"Where is Katherine?" suddenly inquired her father, noticing her
absence.

"I cannot think where she is," said Mrs. Carradyne. "I have not seen her
for an hour or two. Eliza says she is not in her room; I sent her to
see. She is somewhere about, of course."

"Go and look for your sister, Eliza. Tell her to come here," said
Captain Monk. But though Eliza went at once, her quest was useless.

Miss Katherine was not in the house: Miss Katherine had made a moonlight
flitting from it that evening with the Reverend Thomas Dancox.

You will hear more in the next paper.

JOHNNY LUDLOW.




A SONG.


Blue eyes that laugh at early morn
May weep ere close of day;