Laurie bit his lips, and turning a little from the pensive speaker read the following document, with praiseworthy gravity, considering the spelling:

`My Last Will And Testament'

`I, Amy Curtis March, being in my sane mind, do give and bequeath all my earthly property - viz., to wit: - namely

`To my Father, my best pictures, sketches, maps, and works of art, including frames. Also my $100, to do what he likes with.

`To my Mother, all my clothes, except the blue apron with pockets - also my likeness, and my medal, with much love.

`To my dear sister Margaret, I give my turkquoise ring (if I get it), also my green box with the doves on it, also my piece of real lace for her neck, and my sketch of her as a memorial of her "little girl".

`To Jo I leave my breast-pin, the one mended with sealing wax, also my bronze inkstand - she lost the cover - and my most precious plaster rabbit, because I am sorry I burnt up her story.

`To Beth (if she lives after me) I give my dolls and the little bureau, my fan, my linen collars, and my new slippers if she can wear them being thin when she gets well. And I herewith also leave her my regret that I ever made fun of old Joanna.

`To my friend and neighbour Theodore Laurence I bequeath my paper marshay portfolio, my clay model of a horse though he did say it hadn't any neck. Also in return for his great kindness in the hour of affliction any one of my artistic works he likes, Noter Dame is the best.

`To our venerable benefactor Mr. Laurence I leave my purple box with a looking glass in the cover which will be nice for his pens and remind him of the departed girl who thanks him for his favours to her family, specially Beth.

`I wish my favourite play mate Kitty Bryant to have the blue silk apron and my gold bead ring with a kiss.

`To Hannah I give the bandbox she wanted and all the patch work I leave hoping she will "remember me, when it you see".

`And now having disposed of my most valuable property I hope all will be satisfied and not blame the dead. I forgive everyone, and trust we may all meet when the trump shall sound. Amen.

`To this will and testament I set my hand and seal on this 20th day of Nov. Anni Domino 1861.

`Amy Curtis March.

`Witnesses

Estelle Valnor

Theodore Laurence.'

The last name was written in pencil, and Amy explained that he was to rewrite it in ink, and seal it up for her properly.

`What put it into your head? Did anyone tell you about Beth's giving away her things?' asked Laurie, soberly, as Amy laid a bit of red tape, with sealing-wax, a taper, and a standish before him.

She explained; and then asked anxiously, `What about Beth?'