How glad she will be to get it, for she loved Walter
dearly."
"They were near of an age?"
"Yes; the uncle a trifle younger than the niece."
"Dinsmore and I were together almost constantly during the last six months
of his life, and became very intimate. My haversack, Smith, if you
please," addressing a nurse.
It was brought, opened, and a small package taken from it and given to
Harold.
He gazed upon it with sad thoughtfulness for a moment; then, bestowing it
safely in his breast-pocket, "Thank you very much," he said, "I will
deliver it with my own hand, if she returns from Europe as soon as we
expect."
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTH.
"She led me first to God;
Her words and prayers were my young spirit's dew."
--JOHN PIERPONT.
Elmgrove, the country-seat of the elder Mr. Allison, had never looked
lovelier than on a beautiful June morning in the year 1865.
The place had been greatly improved since Elsie's first sight of it, while
it was still Rose's girlhood's home where Mr. Dinsmore and his little
daughter were so hospitably entertained for many weeks.
There was now a second dwelling-house on the estate, but a few hundred
yards distant from the first, owned by Edward Allison, and occupied by
himself, wife, and children, of whom there were several.
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