won the race and had dressed himself, he went into the water in his
clothes to help some children who had upset a boat. How when Widow
Norton's only son could not be found, he dived into the deep hole of
the intake of the milldam of the great Carstone mills where Wingate
the farrier had been drowned. And how, after diving twice without
success, he had insisted on going down the third time though people
had tried to hold him back; and how he had brought up in his arms the
child all white and so near death that they had to put him in the
ashes of the baker's oven before he could be brought back to life.

When her nurse came to take her to bed, she slid down from her
father's knee and coming over to Dr. An Wolf, gravely held out her
hand and said: 'Good-bye!' Then she kissed him and said:

'Thank you so much, Mr. Harold's daddy. Won't you come soon again,
and tell us more?' Then she jumped again upon her father's knee and
hugged him round the neck and kissed him, and whispered in his ear:

'Daddy, please make Mr. Harold's daddy when he comes again, bring
Harold with him!'

After all it is natural for women to put the essence of the letter in
the postscript!

Two weeks afterwards Dr. An Wolf came again and brought Harold with
him. The time had gone heavily with little Stephen when she knew
that Harold was coming with his father. Stephen had been all afire
to see the big boy whose feats had so much interested her, and for a
whole week had flooded Mrs. Jarrold with questions which she was
unable to answer. At last the time came and she went out to the hall