"I will see you again before you go away, Helen?"
"Yes, my dear Madge," cried the other putting her arms around
Marguerite in a sweet caressing manner, "and I shall have one more
chat that will last until I see your dear old face again."
Marguerite Verne stood in the outer doorway waving adieu and
throwing tokens of affection to the two young girls until they had
crossed Queen Square and were lost to view.
On returning to her room a formidable array of letters lay awaiting
their owner.
A glance at the address of each was sufficient. Marguerite rapidly
seized a large square and heavy one from among the number and very
soon devoured its contents. It came from "cousin Jennie Montgomery,"
a genuine and true hearted girl whom Marguerite loved as a sister.
Mrs. Montgomery was a sister of Mrs. Verne but never was nature
known to indulge in so many freaks as when she bestowed such
relationship.
"Gladswood," the comfortable and happy home of the Montgomerys, was
indeed no misnomer; for in this beautiful and sylvan retreat every
heart was truly made glad and every guest only felt sad when the
summons of duty suggested departure.
Marguerite Verne never had too many society demands upon her to
neglect correspondence with cousin Jennie, and she was more than
delighted on this morning to hear such glowing accounts of
"Gladswood" and its inmates.
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