■WI nit' f'lie time that, followed was to Grace, Luke' could only guess, till she she wrote to liini pftyinjurthat she had a little snn.hisjphild, nnd that'she had' hidden from her husband .under a feigned name. Luke sent lier help— ho loved her dearly still, poor lad

'Vfis tlio fcporu In I ion in which lie suhk his ntcans), and again her hus band loiuni itiv;. nut. 'illen she took council 'witli Luke, and'they resolved that she should <ro abroad , make a *iew life on the other side of the world for herself and her baby \ 'The porting would'most likely be forever, for Luke was not the man to oei'siiadc her into further sin'-for the sa.l>e. of his love, nnd it nearly broke ' both,.their hearts. All his money was pinned in safe hands for- her—it was all he could do—and she was to sail for Auckland at a given time. The htirried note his father had just vend was all the tidings that ever cauielo lijiko'Pengelly. afterwards of his ill-faled love. FJ'o had. down in- the 'Jhirrehina 1 jir Miiry Grace, and il was her Ijocfy that sunk iiwiiy iroiii the - spnr when his hand ]iad cut the rope hy .which (lie little child they rescued had been fastened to it. ' :

CHAIM'KR XIII. FADING AWAY. Aaiion. Pengellv laid down fclio papers and letters when lie came to the- last of them, and looked at his wife. -' It can't be true!' she said. llt is,' he replied, in the firm tone ofconviction. •We venptmueh need to look further tlian the little lad's face - he's our own flesh and blood, wife, there s no doubt of it;' ( What, shall we do?'. Betsy asked, , her lips quivering and her shapely old. hands plucking, at one another in nervous agitation/ 'We mun tell th'-' Aaron, and the boy's schooling 11 he slopped maybie. He thinks Reuben is just. a friendless ■ orphan, and now it's different.' ' ' 'Of course it's 'different.,';' and we'll : tell //im,' Aaron said simply, ' but no one else. 