The house at every window was all ablaze with light. The front door stood wide open, and the piazza and part of the lawn were as bright as day. The double gate had been unlatched for hours, and everybody was waiting for the carriage to drive up. The hard, uncomfortable stage, which Horace had said was like a baby-jumper, would never

do for a sick man to ride in: so Billy Green had driven to the cars in his easiest carriage, and aunt Madge had gone with him, for she was afraid neither Billy nor the gentleman who was with Captain Clifford would know how to wrap the shawls about
him carefully enough. I could never describe the joyful meeting which took place in
those brilliantly lighted parlors. It is very rarely that such wonderful happiness falls
to any one's lot in this world. While the smiles
are yet bright on their faces,

while Grace is clin ging to her father's neck, and Horace hugs his
new "real drum" in one arm, embracing
his dear papa with the other, let us take our leave of them and the whole family
for the present, with many kind good-by's. SOPHIE MAY'S "LITTLE-FOLKS" BOOKS. [Illustration: "By and by the colts came to the kitchen window, which was
open, and put in their noses to ask for something
to eat. Flaxie gave them pieces of bread." SPECIMEN OF OUT TO "FLAXIE FRIZZLE SERIES."] LITTLE FOLKS ASTRAY. "This is a book for the little ones of the nursery or play-room. It introduces all the old favorites of the Prudy and Dotty books with new characters and funny incidents. It is a charming boo