Joscelyn Cheshire

s admiration. Very speedily he separated her personality from her views, and loved the one while he despised the other. Nothing but fear of her ridicule had hitherto held him silent upon the subject of his love.

While the merry-making went on at the Cleverings' that last night of his stay at home, Joscelyn sat playing cards with the Singletons, whom she persuaded to remain to tea, making her loneliness her plea.

"It passes my understanding," said Eustace, as he slowly shuffled the cards, "how these insurgents can hope to win. Even their so-called congress has had to move twice before the advance of his Majesty's troops. A nation that has two seats of government in two years seems rather shifty on its base."

"It must have been a brave sight to see General Howe march into Philadelphia," said Joscelyn. "Methinks I can almost hear the drums beat and see the flags flying in the wind. Would I had been there to cry 'long live the king' with the faithful of the land."

But Mary shuddered. "