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The path between this spring and the kraal ran through a patch of bush, where on a certain afternoon towards sundown Hadden took his seat under a tree, having first seen Nanea go down to the little stream as was her custom. A quarter of an hour later she reappeared carrying a large gourd upon her head.

She had self-love, of course; yet, for all, she was loyal to the more generous love, to the truer self-respect. If she could not have both, she would keep the best. There came to be a little pride in her own demeanor, a waiting to be sought again. "I can't think what has come over Les'," said Jeannie Hadden, one night, on the piazza, to a knot of girls.

'Frae Kippletringan!!! in an exalted tone of wonder, which we can but faintly express by three points of admiration. 'Ow, man! ye should hae hadden eassel to Kippletringan; ye maun gae back as far as the whaap, and baud the whaap till ye come to Ballenloan, and then 'This will never do, good dame! my horse is almost quite knocked up; can you not give me a night's lodgings?

"Say rather, sir, the same example I try to follow." "You are right, my friend," said the gentleman, wringing the fisherman's rough hand and walking thoughtfully away. Some time after this, John Hadden was sitting with his spy-glass resting across his knees, at the top of the highest sand-hill near the village.

I shouldn't teach it 'anyhow." Ruth went off, laughing, happy. She knew she had gamed the home-half of her point. Her heart beat a good deal, though, when she went into Mrs. Marchbanks's library alone, and sat waiting for the lady to come down. She would rather have gone to Mrs. Hadden first, who was very kind and old-fashioned, and not so overpoweringly grand.

'Frae Kippletringan!!! in an exalted tone of wonder, which we can but faintly express by three points of admiration. 'Ow, man! ye should hae hadden eassel to Kippletringan; ye maun gae back as far as the whaap, and baud the whaap till ye come to Ballenloan, and then 'This will never do, good dame! my horse is almost quite knocked up; can you not give me a night's lodgings?

She was a foreigner. It was clear that those who had left her were in great fear, and had thought only of saving their lives. Many articles of value lay scattered about in the cabins. John Hadden and his sons were on deck; the rest were below. "Hurrah! a prize! a prize!" cried one of the men of the other boat. "A box of gold!" "Hush!" cried one of his companions. "Don't talk of it, man.

When next the harvest ripens, this I promise, that neither Nahoon nor Umgona, nor any of his kraal shall be left to gather it." "And how will you manage that, Maputa?" "I do not know, but I will find a way. Oh! I tell you, a way shall be found." Hadden patted the pony's neck meditatively, then leaning forward, he looked the chief in the eyes and said:

She never did herself any justice if she began to be afraid. Jeannie Hadden said it was just her mother's trouble about Reba, except that Reba was strong enough; only that Mrs. Hadden preferred a teacher to come to the house. "A good young-lady teacher, to give beginners a desirable style from the very first, is exceedingly needed since Miss Robbyns went away," said Mrs.

Wicks was the only sailor on board, there was none to criticise; and besides, he was so easy-going, and so merry-minded, that none could bear to disappoint him. Carthew did his best, partly for the love of doing it, partly for love of the captain; Amalu was a willing drudge, and even Hemstead and Hadden turned to upon occasion with a will.

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