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Updated: June 11, 2025


She was gowned in a simple white morning frock with touches of blue, and she wore a broad-brimmed Tuscan straw hat with a fold of blue carelessly twined about it. She made a pretty picture one of extraordinary youthfulness for any woman out of her 'teens so much so that Lady Kingswood wondered if voyages in the air would be found to have a rejuvenating effect.

We attended New Marlborough, Hardwick, and Kingswood meetings on our journey, and arriv'd at Philadelphia on the 7th day of the week, and 25th of 9th month, on which day we attended the yearly meeting of Ministers and Elders, which began at the eleventh hour.

You see, dear 'Duchess' you need not have been nervous, the 'White Eagle' is safer than any railway train, and ever so much pleasanter!" "Well, I'm glad you've come back all right" said Lady Kingswood "It's a great relief! I certainly was afraid " "Oh, you must never be afraid of anything!" laughed Morgana "It does no good.

I speak in a secular sense, of course my Church has but one reply to doubt, or what we call 'despair of God's mercy' that it is sin. We are not permitted to criticise or to question the Divine." "And surely that is best!" said Lady Kingswood, "and surely you have found happiness, or what is nearest to happiness, in your beautiful Faith?" His eyes were shadowed by deep gravity.

'Love that is blood within the veins of time! Just 'rubbing along pleasantly together! Dear 'Duchess, that wouldn't suit ME!" Lady Kingswood looked at her with interested, kind eyes. "But then, what WOULD suit you?" she queried "You know you mustn't expect the impossible!" "What the world calls the impossible is always the possible" said Morgana "And only the impossible appeals to me!"

Look here " Colonel Hullocher stopped in full career of invective, remembering military etiquette. "Major, I suggest you send Mr. Cannon with some men to find the convoy." The Major having eagerly concurred, the Colonel went on: "Take a few men and search every road and track between here and Kingswood Station systematically.

And after all, he laughs best who laughs last. But they saw no more of Dicky of Kingswood. When we think of "the Border," the picture that rises to mind is usually one of hill and dale, of peat-hag and heathery knoll, of brimming burns that tumble headlong to meet the embrace of rivers hurrying to their rest in the great ocean.

"My husband and I were very fond of each other. We were the best of friends and good companions. Of course he had his military duties to attend to and was often absent " "And you stayed at home and kept house," interpolated Morgana, musingly "I see! That is what all wives have to do! But I suppose he just adored you?" Lady Kingswood smiled.

Standing beside the bed with Manella was Marco Ardini, intensely watchful and eager to note even a quiver of the flesh or the tremor of a muscle, and near him was Lady Kingswood, terrified yet enthralled by the scene, and anxious on behalf of Morgana, who looked statuesque and pensive like a small attendant angel close to Don Aloysius.

Here, lifting his eyes, he saw in the soft blush rose of the approaching sunset a small object like a white bird flying homeward across the sea. "Here it comes!" he exclaimed "Not the rain of fire, but something more agreeable! I told you, did I not, miladi, that there was no danger? See!" Lady Kingswood looked where he pointed. "Surely that is not the air-ship?" she said "It is too small!"

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