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She was such a sweet girl; not pretty, but with a lovable, gentle face, and she had such simple kindly manners, so different from the girls of the present day, who hide their good womanly hearts under such abrupt loud ways. Emily, or, as we always called her, Emmie, was not clever, but she suited Allan to a nicety.

"The place is dark, and the room turns round with me." The servant took him by the arm, and silently led him out. As the door closed on them, Allan picked up the last fragment of the broken figure. He sat down alone at the table, and hid his face in his hands.

"It has been said," said Thankful Blossom quickly, "that my father has given entertainment knowingly to two spies, two spies that, begging your Excellency's pardon, and the pardon of Congress, I know only as two honorable gentlemen who have as honorably tendered me their affections. It is said, and basely and most falsely too, that my sweetheart, Capt. Allan Brewster, has lodged this information.

Thither he was determined to go as soon as he possibly could, but it was too sacred a pilgrimage to be mentioned to anyone it must be as secret as he could make it; and so he must await an opportunity to slip off when he would be least apt to be missed. He chose a sultry afternoon when Mr. and Mrs. Allan were taking a long drive into the country.

Laddie, who had been looking with a concerned expression at his young friends, rose up and thrust his nose under Tricksy's hand, wagging his tail in an encouraging manner. 'Good old dog, good Laddie, said Allan, patting the dog's rough coat; 'he is telling us that we must not give in.

I have no idea what those wishes were, but I hardly think he had Rosalind in mind," Miss Betty said, smiling. "Uncle Allan must know what he meant. How strange!" "Like a story, isn't it?" said Belle. "Have they looked everywhere for it?" continued Rosalind. "Yes; the most, thorough search has been made, to no effect."

They were not among the first to make the change from wood to iron or from paddle-wheels to screws. But they did business honestly and well and always took care of their passengers' safety. The Cunards were Canadians. Sir Hugh Allan was a Scotsman. But he and the line he founded are unchallengeably first in their services to Canada.

"I have told you so," she said; "but if the words please you, I will tell you over and over again, as you say. You know I love you, Allan." "I know you are an angel!" cried the young man. "In all the wide world there is none like you."

Muster your men and let us at once hasten over to Cunningham, for, if I mistake not, King Alexander must even now be marching to the coast. 'Tis but small help that we can offer, but let it not be said that we shirked our duty in the hour of Scotland's need." "Go, Sir Allan," said Kenric, "hasten to the headland of Garroch and there blow me on your horn the call to arms.

Some one said of Edgar Allan Poe that he did not know enough to be a great poet. All around us and every day we find individuals who do not know enough for their specific job; men who do not love enough, men in whom the power of will is too feeble.