rsonal appearance. His features were in no way remarkable for manly beauty. In stature, he hardly reached the middle heigh

of all that was modestly noble in his nature-so irresistible in its attractive influence that men, women, and children fel

st words. Randal answered that he had seen Miss Westerfield. The inevitable question

ll me a

t impression; I have a bad hab

to please me. Do you

and ugly. Let us see what our fine air and our easy life here will do for her. In so young a woman as she is, I am prepared for any sort of transfo

e Kitty," he said, handing his sister-in-law the illustrated New York n

nterested her. A paragraph on the same page caught her attention. She had hardly glanced at the first word

d thes

ime, to one of the English aristocracy-the Honorable Roderick Westerfield-whose trial for casting away a ship under his command excited considerable interest in London some years since. The melancholy circumstances of the case are complicated by the disappearance, on the day of the murder, of the w

any relations in Eng

s treated her in the

s for us. Here is a mere girl-a poor friendless creature-absolutely dependent on our protectio

is likely to happen,"

not," Randal