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A SOCIAL METHOR. 245 pink ribbon, lying beside her on the floor. With her quick woman’s perception, she instantly con- cluded that these epistles had something to do with her young lady’s present condition; so she snatched them up in a bunch and threw them into the drawer. By the time Susan returned with the brandy, she had her sitting up, and a few minutes later Georgie had quite recovered consciousness, much to Kate’s delight. ‘And now, Miss Bravery, you may turn in for the night,” remarked the housekeeper to the chambermaid, “unless indeed, you’re afraid to sleep alone. But mind you say nothing about this to any one in the morning, or it will cost you your place. I'll take care of Miss Wheatley, and see that she’s safely put to bed. Come now, dearie,”’ she continued, affectionately addressing Georgie, “see if you can walk a little, for it won’t do to stay here another minute. ‘That’s right,” as the young girl allowed herself to be led, almost carried to her room. “Now sit in this easy-chair by the fire until I make youa nice warm toddy. It'll bring you around in no time. But don’t you ever do the like of this again, as it is enough to kill you. Why, I declare, you’ve got a regular chill. Now, where on earth is that sugar? I’m so flustered: I hardly know what I’m doing.” GEomichboo ‘S (Elo)