That when, by reason of his father's death, he had at last been free to return, he had hastened at once to Scotland to see her, but only to find all his letters still lying uncalled for at the post-office, and to learn that Mrs. Campbell, after the death of her daughter, had sold out all her possessions and departed, and no one could tell him where she had removed to. And he had only the melancholy satisfaction of having the beloved remains of his wife removed from their humble resting-place to the burial-place of his family, and a suitable monument erected to her memory as his wife.
That after the performance of this sacred duty he had prosecuted his search for Mrs. Campbell in every direction, hoping only to learn from her something of his wife's last hours; but in vain, until in a remote region of the Highlands he had come upon traces of her recent occupation of the little Hillside Farm.
Here he learned for the first time, to his infinite surprise, that she had with her a little girl of the same name as his wife, whom she called her granddaughter. As he well
