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"I do not think, mamma, that I want to have my own way."

"Of course, when you have it. That is what such people always

say. They don't want to have their own, way. I do not want to

have mine, either."

"Is not Dr. Sandford attending to our affairs for us, mamma?"

"I do not know. Your father trusted him, unaccountably. I do

not know what he is doing."

"He will certainly do anything that can be done for us, mamma;

I am persuaded of that. And he knows how."

"Is it for your sake, Daisy?" mamma said suddenly, and with a

glitter in her eye which boded confusion to the doctor.

"I do not know, mamma," I said quietly. "He was always very

good and very kind to me."

"I suppose you are not quite a fool," she said, calming down a

little. "And a Yankee doctor would hardly lose his senses

enough to fall in love with you. Though I believe the Yankees

are the most impudent nation upon the earth. I wish Butler

could be hanged! I should like to know that was done before I

die."

I fled from this turn of the talk always.

It was true, however brought about I do not know, that Dr.

Sandford had been for some time kindly bestirring himself to

look after our interests at home, which the distressed state

of the country had of course greatly imperilled. I was not

aware that papa had been at any time seriously concerned about

them; however, it soon appeared that mamma had reason enough

now for being ill at ease. In the South, war and war

preparations had so far superseded the usual employments of

men, that next to nothing could be looked for in place of the

ordinary large crops and ample revenues. And Melbourne had

been let, indeed, for a good rent; but there was some trouble

about collecting the rent; and if collected, it belonged to

Ransom. Ransom was in the Southern army, fighting no doubt his

best, and mamma would not have scrupled to use his money; but

Dr. Sandford scrupled to send it without authority. He urged

mamma to come home, where he said she could be better taken

care of than alone in distant Switzerland. He proposed that

she should reoccupy Melbourne, and let him farm the ground for

her until Ransom should be able to look after it. Mamma and

Aunt Gary had many talks on the subject. I said as little as I

could.

"It is almost as bad with me," said my aunt Gary, one of these

times. "Only I do not want much."

"I do," said mamma. "And if one must live as one has not been

accustomed to live, I would rather it should be where I am

unknown."

"You are not unknown here, my dear sister!"