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Updated: June 13, 2025
Though the Antrim glens had been the scene of such courtship as it is possible to conceive of between Michael McAravey and Elizabeth Kane, they had for many years ceased to be the place of their abode.
Elsie was now a grown young woman, and her school was regularly established. Her's was a happy and contented time "Never feeling of unrest Broke the pleasant dream she dreamed. Only made to be her nest All that lovely valley seemed, No desire of soaring higher Stirred or flattered in her breast." Even had she desired to move, the presence of Mrs. McAravey would have rendered it impossible.
The events narrated in the last chapter were not without lasting effects on most of the persons immediately concerned in them. Michael McAravey was an altered man. His proud reserve seemed changing into petulant self-vindication. He began to look fully his age, and, like many other men of so-called iron constitution, when his strength began to give way it collapsed at once.
McAravey that, in partaking of the rector's hospitality, she was profiting by the delicate sympathy of the girls for their hard-worked and ill-fed protégée. Mrs. Cooper Smith was much interested in Elsie, and offered to procure her a situation, or to take her into her own house as maid for the younger children.
McAravey; and now that you are so weak and low you ought to be glad she has found some of her mother's friends. We will always take care of her." "The Lord be thanked!" murmured the old woman, lying back with closed eyes; "and I bless His name He has brought me to see the day. Elsie's a good lass none better, ladies."
"There is a part of my confession," said the old man, "which, by your leave, father, I 'd like my friend to hear it will save us the time of going over the same bit twice." The priest nodded silently, not, however, looking very pleased at the somewhat light tone in which McAravey spoke. "It's about the two children, and the poor creature that was found by them on the sands last spring.
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