of the family in times of trouble. I have had a strange dream at any
rate, and the one I saw, or thought I saw, told me to leave this place.
Perhaps I should have stayed if it had not been for that, but it seemed
like an angel's warning.

Nobody will know how I have gone, or which way I have taken. On Monday,
you may show this letter to my friends, not before. I do not think they
will be in danger of breaking their hearts for me at our house. Aunt
Silence cares for nothing but her own soul, and the other woman hates me,
I always thought. Kitty Fagan will cry hard. Tell her perhaps I shall
come back by and by. There is a little box in my room, with some
keepsakes marked,--one is for poor Kitty. You can give them to the right
ones. Yours is with them.

Good-by, dearest. Keep my secret, as I told you, till Monday. And if
you never see me again, remember how much I loved you. Never think
hardly of me, for you have grown up in a happy home, and do not know how
much misery can be crowded into fifteen years of a young girl's life.
God be with you!

MYRTLE HAZARD.


Olive could not restrain her tears, as she handed the letter to Cyprian.
"Her secret is as safe with you as with me," she said. "But this is
madness, Cyprian, and we must keep her from doing herself a wrong.

"What she means to do, is to get to Boston, in some way or other, and
sail for India. It is strange that they have not tracked her. There is
no time to be lost. She shall not go out into the world in this way,