me more presents after he gets home!"



Jan. 15—"Dr. Lacey has gone and I feel relieved. But just think of
it—Julia loves him devotedly. I wish he knew it. She has always loved him
and tries to make me do the same. She read me a sermon today two hours
long about my duty. Fudge on my duty! As long as I can make Joshua and Dr.
Lacey think I’m all sunshine, it’s no matter if my love is all moonshine."



This journal was interspersed here and there with tears, and was so exact
an imitation of Fanny’s writing that Dr. Lacey was completely duped. He,
however, wondered that Julia should show it to him. She had foreseen this,
and as he was reading the last few lines she was looking over her
portfolio. Suddenly springing up, she snatched the paper from his hands,
saying, "Oh, what have I done? I’ve shown you the wrong part of the
journal. I did not mean you to see this. What shall I do? You’ll hate
Fanny and despise me."

"Why despise you?" asked Dr. Lacey.

"Because," replied Julia, "you will dislike me for the foolish thing which
Fan wrote about me. I could not help her writing it."

"And is it true?" asked Dr. Lacey.

"Oh, you must not ask me that—I can’t tell—I shan’t tell—" and seizing her
portfolio Julia started off toward the house, thinking possibly she should