Page 12 - The Little sister of Wilifred

was very pretty and gentle, and with
her soft eyes and cooing voice not un­

like a lovely white dove. The Doctor
and Wilifred were very proud of her.

It seemed to them that she had had
every disease under the sun. To have

had so many, of course, she had been

obliged to have more than one at a
time, and was, as Wilifred once grandly

remarked, a martyr to a complication.

There being nothing that Wilifred
disliked so much as darkened rooms,

she did not spend very much time with

her mother, but was the constant com­
panion of the Doctor, who never could

see any reason why the child should not
go wherever he went

The Morans were great travellers,

going from climate to climate in search
of health for the invalid; and Wilifred

at. eight years of age was a good sailor,