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"Young lady li'l late this mawnin', seems like," remarked the Judge. "Oh, yes, but she'll be 'long direckly, I reckon," replied the doctor. "You know how 'bout these young folks. They don't always realize the impohtance o' pressin' business mattehs. But we must fo'give heh. Judge, we must fo'give heh, foh she suhtinly is well wo'th waitin' foh; yes indeed."

Very far away, from somewhere in the harbour, a deep sound jarred the silence. Ailsa raised her head, needle suspended, listened for a moment, then resumed her embroidery with an unconscious sigh. Her sister-in-law glanced sideways at her. "I was thinking of Major Anderson, Celia," she said absently. "So was I, dear. And of those who must answer for his gove'nment's madness, God fo'give them."

Ain't it? 'Ah, madame, I sez, ''tis a terrible! I 'ope de good God will fo'give me an' you fo' dat!" Jean Thompson answered quickly: "You should not have let her say that." "Mais, fo' w'y?" "Why, because, if you are partly responsible, you ought so much the more to do what you can to shield his reputation.

Aint it? 'Ah, Madame, I sez, ''tis a terrible! I'ope de good God will fo'give me an' you fo' dat!" Jean Thompson answered quickly: "You should not have let her say that." "Mais, fo' w'y?" "Why, because, if you are partly responsible, you ought so much the more to do what you can to shield his reputation.

He turned his head suddenly, partly rose from where he lay; and she caught her breath and bent swiftly over him, placing one hand on his arm and gently forcing him down upon the-pillow again. "Fo'give me, dear," she faltered. "I forgot what I was reading "

Fo'give me fo'give me. I am yo' wife first of all first of all, Curt. And that even comes befo' country and God! Yes, it does! it does, dear. You are all three to me I know no holier trinity than husband, God, and native land. . . . Must you go so soon? So soon? . . . Where is my boy I'm crying so I can't see either of you Stephen!

She done been bawn in de Colby famb'ly, an' she know Mars' Colby better dan he know he'self. Fiery as he was, she know dat if yo' kin mak' him laff, he'd fo'give a nigger 'most anyt'ing. "So my ol' mammy tol' Sally Alley wot tuh say an' do. Sally wipe her eyes an' mak' herse'f neat erg'in, an' wa'k up ter de big house brave as a lion in de seemin' jes' as de gran' folkses comes out upon de lawn.