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: 4 HOLDING A CONFERENCE. 45 be beat. I put my determination into practice, and, conse- ‘quently, wasn’t beat. But, oh! that’s the wedding fixing, is it? I forgot; I must buy some white gloves to say good-by in.” He stooped and ‘kissed Cora on the cheek. Only a year older thah his favorite sister, he felt keenly the ens of part- ing; and, though no.one suspected it, there were tears in his eyes when he lifted himself up. “JI wish I were going off with you,” he said, carelessly ; “but, as arrangements are made for my future interests with a certain merchant in B——, why, I suppose I must stay at home. One comfort is that you will be in the city, and I can come and see you as often as I like. That will seem quite like home.” . “ You shall come and stay with us altogether,” said Cora- line, warmly, her cheek taking on a deeper hue as she used that conjunctive syllable, us. ) i “No, no, if you please, little woman. A home of my own or the home of a stranger. How do you suppose I should feel if I overheard Harrison and you quarreling? To be sure, I should take your part, and get myself into trouble.” “Oh! but we shan’t quarrel,” said Coraline, so earnestly, that her brother laughed outright. “Td like to who could quarrel with Coraline,” said Arty, quietly. , Cora! we're to have lots of those su- perb roses from the Grove; Harrison has ordered the gar dener to cut them all down for bouquets. Won't they be - id? Im going to have japonicas in my hair.” “I dare say you'll be trimmed up in great style, both of you,” responded Frank ; and he began humming the “ Wedding March.’ Meantime, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds sat together, holding a conference. : “ Mr. Lattison insists upon presenting the house to Cora- line,” he said, coming out of a brown study. perm “He is very generous and very kind. I suppoge he thinks—” she hesitated ; their eyes met. : “Thinks what?’ queried. Mr. Lattison, nervously. “If any thing should happen,”, she began, timidly, “ she would haye something for herself.” : : eh |