their heads high, in the knowledge of having a self-respecting ancestry, and training their children to reckon themselves no “common trash,” however much they deprecated showing the pride that was in them.

Many days passed after Frale’s departure before David learned more of the young man’s unhappy deed. He had gone down to give the old mother some necessary care and, finding her alone, remained to talk with her. Pleased with her quaint expressions and virile intellect, he led her on to speak of her youth; and one morning, weary of the solitude and silence, she poured out tales of Cassandra’s father, and how, after his death, she “came to marry Farwell.” She told of her own mother, and the hard times that fell upon them during the bitter days of the Civil War.