vivaciously. "That certainly is no objection in my eyes," said Mrs. Clifton, smiling, "for I am a minister's daughter. Where does your father preach?" "His church is only a mile distant, in the village." "I shall hear him, then, next Sunday. Last Sunday Carrie and I were both tired, and remained at home, but I have always been accustomed to go to church somewhere." "Papa will be here next Sunday," said Carrie. "He can only come Saturday night on account of his business." "Does he do business in New York?" asked Grant. "Yes; his store is on Broadway." "We live on Madison Avenue, and whenever you are in the city we shall be very glad to have you call," said Mrs. Clifton, graciously. "Thank you; I should like to call very much," answered Grant, who was quite sincere in what he said. "But I don't often go to New York." "Perhaps you will get a place there some time," suggested Carrie. "I should like to," replied Grant. "Then your father does not propose to send you to college?" It was Mrs. Clifton who said this. "He wishes me to go, but I think I ought to go to work to help him. He has two other children besides me." "Is either one a girl?" asked Carrie. "Yes; I have a sister of thirteen, named Mary." "I wish you would bring her here to see me," said Carrie. "I haven't got acquainted with any girls yet." Mrs. Clifton seconded the invitation, and Grant promised that he would do so. In fact, he was pleased at the opportunity it would give him of improving his acquaintance with the young lady from New York. He returned home very well pleased with his trip to Somerset, though he had failed in the object of his expedition.