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The two friends had turned into Sixth Street and as they drew near the corner of Sixth and Grace, almost ran into Rob Stanard now a prominent lawyer and one of the leading gentlemen of the town. "Eddie Poe, as I'm alive!" he exclaimed, with a hearty hand-clasp. "My, my, what a pleasure! I'm on my way home to dinner, boys. Come in, both of you and take pot-luck with us.

They stood so for a moment, looking at each other, united by a hand-clasp which was not merely passive on her side. "That's right," she said very kindly, almost tenderly. "You'll lose nothing by being a reasonable man." "But I'll come back, wherever you are, two years hence," he returned with characteristic grimness.

He did not appear to bear me any hard feelings, I was glad to see, for my unkindness of the morning. He nodded affably, and said "'do!" to me, in his usual way, as if he had not met me before. Min and her mother did not linger as did the other parishioners; so, I had only an opportunity of a passing bow, without that other tender little hand-clasp which I had hoped for.

"God bless you, my boy, and good-night." There was a warm hand-clasp, and Cardo left his father sitting by the flickering candle, which had burnt down to its socket. A blue mug containing a little over half a pint. Dear sweetheart. "Oh, dear! what shall I do?"

On this, she proceeded to lay a damask cloth, whose snowy whiteness contrasted vividly with its surroundings; for, a clump of silver birches joined in hand-clasp with a straggling oak overhead, sheltering the grass-plot with their welcome shade from the heat of the noonday sun, while, over all, a lofty spreading elm extended its sturdy branches, like outstretched arms, above its lesser brethren below, as if saying paternally, "Bless you, my children!"

As he returned her warm, firm hand-clasp, and looked upon her dark, resolute, and yet perfectly womanly features, the young engineer gave a slight start of recognition. She noticed this at once and said, with a smile and a quick flash from her splendid grey eyes "Ah! I see you recognise me. No, I am not ashamed of my portrait.

The smile had a little touch of the old archness which was hers as a child, yet, too, a little of the sadness belonging to the woman. But her hand-clasp was firm and strong; and her touch thrilled him. Power was there, power with infinite gentleness. And he understood her; which was more than all. He turned at the door.

The former, with a warm hand-clasp, faltered a few words of thanks; and Moose, with some embarrassment, said in an undertone, "I'm much obliged, ma'am, fer what you and 'Scotty''s done fer the kid an' the dog.

"If I thought," he said, "that God cared about happiness just simple happiness it would make religion seem so much more sensible; but I'm afraid I don't believe in living after death, or that He cares " What she said was wholly unreasonable. She put out her hand and took his, as if the hand-clasp were a compact. "Trust God and see," she said.

Then, as soon as might be, Dick entered the wagon, and the hand-clasp from his father was sufficient reward for all his sufferings in the desert. It was midnight before he finished telling of his journey, and reception by the men of Antelope Spring.

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