One warm, bright Sunday morning, Mrs. Rush came over to the cottage. Old Mr. Duncan was sitting on the piazza reading to the children. On the grass in front of the porch, lay Uncle John, playing with Nellie. She shook hands with the gentlemen, and kissed the children--Bessie two or three times with long, tender kisses--and then went into the sitting-room to see their mother. There was no one there but Mr. and Mrs. Bradford.