A Rose of Womanhood

will understand everything better because you know. I never heard it until just be- fore mother died. Then she told me all. I think she had thought father was to blame for the trouble; but before she died she told me she believed that she had been unjust to him and that he had not known. She said that when people were dying they saw things more clearly and she saw she had made a mistake about father. She said she had many more things she wanted to tell me, but she did not have time to tell them because she died that night. It was a long while before I had the heart to read her books. But when I did I thought them so beautiful. They were poetry and it was like music put into words.”

“ I will bring you some books to read, if you would like them,” said Eric.

Her great blue eyes gleamed with inter- est and delight.

“ Oh, thank you, I would like it_very much. I have read mine over so often

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