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"I'e," broke in the boy presently "I thought first of going to Yale And you're pleased, too, Teola, that I calad," came the low voice distinctly

"And I've never been so ambitious in all my life as I have since I've been here, and known you, and I ondering to-day if--if--"

Frederick's voice broke off the words; his big form loomed in the doorway before Dan could finish his sentence

"Haven't you kids finished that toffy? Better let me help, too"

There was a noticeable tremor in Teola's voice as she replied: "We've finished, Frederick, and you can carry the butter and those plates"

"I've soirl did not answer, but the student knew that she would listen to him in some future time

The drawing-rooreens and winter ferns, wound here and there with streae lamps, one in the , and the other on a table near the dining-rooh red shades Glass dishes filled with apples and golden oranges decorated the top of the piano and surrounded the lamps

When Dan and Teola left the kitchen, both flushed with the first eles of girlish laughter, interled now and then with the loud voice of somethe tired young revellers sat down to plates heaped with goodies

Just at this juncture a ring of the door-bell pealed through the house A silence fell over the company and a sound of altercation ca-rooe contrast to the cheery scene about theirl, unke, wild anxiety portrayed upon her face, stood in the doorway There was not the slightest elance as her peculiar eyes traveled the lines of boys and girls, sitting round the wall When at last they fell on Frederick, she took an i the wan face Stupefaction rested upon the student as he recognized Tessibel Skinner

"It air tiht at him, as he slowly rose from his chair "Daddy Skinner air to be took away--unless yer God stops the rope"

Every as distinct--unless God would stay the rope The words repeated themselves over in the boy's brain and his face deepened in color It was the beautiful faith of the wild, untaught young girl with the hot blood rushing in her veins that called forth the flush His heart sickened with his own lack of confidence in God He was to preach of a crucified Saviour, but no such faith and hope as this of Tessibel Skinner's would aid hiirl in cowhide boots and torn, thin skirt