"What can I do for you, my hero?" he asked.
"Let me continue to fight in your cause," was the modest answer.
And, under the immediate command of his father, Ben Hinton is still fighting for Cuba.
[THE MIDDLE DAUGHTER.]
BY MARGARET E. SANGSTER.
CHAPTER II.
AT WISHING-BRAE.
Grace Wainwright, a slender girl in a trim tailor-made gown, stepped off the train at Highland Station. She was pretty and distinguished looking. Nobody would have passed her without observing that. Her four trunks and a hat-box had been swung down to the platform by the baggage-master, and the few passengers who, so late in the fall, stopped at this little out-of-the-way station in the hills had all tramped homeward through the rain, or been picked up by waiting conveyances. There was no one to meet Grace, and it made her feel homesick and lonely. As she stood alone on the rough unpainted board walk in front of the passenger-room a sense of desolation crept into the very marrow of her bones. She couldn't understand it, this indifference on the part of her family. The ticket agent came out and was about to lock the door. He was going home to his mid-day dinner.