Witton, Surgeon of the 72nd Battalion.

CHAPTER II MISS PANNEY The Witton family, distant relatives of Miss Panney, with whom she had lived for many years, resided on a farm in the hilly country above Thorbury, and when Mrs. Tolbridge had rattled through the town, she found the country road very rough and badhard and bumpy in some places, and soft and muddy in others; but Buckskin was in fine spirits and pulled her bravely on.

When she reached the Witton house she left the horse in charge of the boy, and opening the hall door, went directly up to Miss Panney's room.

Cobhurst was the name of an estate a mile or so from the Witton farm, whose wide fields had lain for a half a dozen years untilled, and whose fine old mansion had been, for nearly a year, uninhabited.

If you drive back by the Witton road, you may find him, or, if he has not yet arrived, it might be well to wait for him.

" Arrived at the Witton house, Mike saw Miss Panney, wrapped in a heavy shawl and wearing a hood, taking her morning exercise on the piazza.

One of the Witton girls came with her, and assisted her to the seat, by the side of Mike.

" The doctor had been very much interested in Miriam, and talked about her to Miss Panney as he drove her to the Witton house, which, by the way, was a mile and a half out of his direct road.

They went home by the way of the Witton house, and there they found Miss Panney at home.

The Witton strawberries are small and sour this year; and I haven't tasted a good one yet.

Early the next morning, Dr. Tolbridge drove into the Witton yard.

" When the doctor had gone, Miss Panney gave herself up to a half minute of unrestrained laughter, which greatly surprised old Mr. Witton, who happened to be passing the parlor door.

She did that with young Mr. Witton, but their furniture is gittin' pretty old an' worn out now.

But in a reasonable time she found herself in the Witton household, and the maid who had charge of her room had some lively minutes after the arrival of the old lady therein.

The next morning Dora Bannister, in an open carriage, drawn by the family bays, appeared at the door of the Witton mansion.

In a moment she had stepped from the low carriage to the ground, and with quick strides was walking back to the Witton house.

About the middle of the afternoon Mrs. Witton came up into her room.

"You must be feeling very badly," said the meek and anxious Mrs. Witton "don't you think it would be better to send for a doctor?"

" "But he has learned a great deal since then," pleaded Mrs. Witton "and if you do not want any new doctors, isn't there something I can do for you?

'We are going to keep my birthday,' says he, 'Newton, and Somers, and Franklin, and I, we are all going to Witton,' that is the next town, Miss, as you may know, 'we are going to have a sail there, and dine at grandmother's, and home again at night, eh Father.'

I said to the poor mother, 'keep a good heart,' but I had little hope myself, God knows, and off I made for Witton.

Deritend House; Edmund Outram, D.D. St. Philip's Parsonage; and Isaac Spooner, Esq. of Witton.

Translator: Carlyle Witton-Davies.

Translator: Carlyle Witton-Davies.

WARBURTON, SAMUEL, 10, Witton Polygon, Cheetham Hill, Manchester.