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"I found it in a barrel up garret, and grandma gave it to me," said Mara, unrolling her handkerchief; "it's a beautiful book, it tells about an island, and there was an old enchanter lived on it, and he had one daughter, and there was a spirit they called Ariel, whom a wicked old witch fastened in a split of a pine-tree, till the enchanter got him out.

"Aun' Sheba, this matter is all settled and settled honorably, too, as far as it can be. Captain Bodine has released Mara in words of the utmost kindness." "Well, now, he am quality!" ejaculated Aun' Sheba in hearty appreciation. "But," sobbed Mara, "it just breaks my heart " "No, honey lam', it won' break you heart, nor his nuther.

"Mara," said Ella firmly, "this is a time when we must make the best of everything when we should not waste our strength in grieving over what cannot be helped. Papa has explained everything to me, and you will only wound him further if you do not comply with his wishes. He is very resolute; and, in a matter of this kind, you could not move him a hair's-breadth.

"But doesn't it sometimes seem sad to think that after all this Moses will leave us to be gone so long?" "What do I care?" said Sally, tossing back her long hair as she brushed it, and then stopping to examine one of her eyelashes. "Sally dear, you often speak in that way," said Mara, "but really and seriously, you do yourself great injustice.

Yes, there would be people falling in love with her fast enough, he thought even here, where she is as secluded as a pearl in an oyster-shell, it seems means were found to come after her, and then all the love of her heart, that priceless love, would go to another. Mara would be absorbed in some one else, would love some one else, as he knew she could, with heart and soul and mind and strength.

At last she said, "Aunty, I'm too worn out to think or speak any more tonight. There is a limit to endurance, and I've reached it." "That's just where the trouble is," Mrs. Hunter tried to say reassuringly. "In the morning you will be your own true, brave self again." "What's the use of being brave; what can I be brave for?" thought Mara in the solitude of her room.

I suppose she received much attention." Mara purposely turned her back on Ella, and busied herself in the further part of the kitchen. She had heard rumors of Clancy's attention to the fair Northerner, and she both dreaded and hoped to have them verified. "Anything," she sighed, "oh, anything which will break his hold upon my heart!"

"And what did you tell him?" said Mara, with increasing interest. "Well, I only plagued him. I sometimes made him think you were, and sometimes that you were not; and then again, that there was a deep mystery in hand. But I praised and glorified Mr. Adams, and told him what a splendid match it would be, and put on any little bits of embroidery here and there that I could lay hands on.

I went right through the garden, past the pool, to the bamboo alley. There came Mara from the brightness at the other end, slowly through the green vault to meet me. So long as she was at a distance she looked at me. I saw only the penetrating, mighty gleam of her eyes, and nothing more; almost as unbearable as two stars they shone out from under the shade of her great straw hat.

"Oh, Moses!" said Mara, almost starting away from him, "such words are dreadful; they will surely bring evil upon us." "I only breathed out my nature, as you did yours. Why should you love an unseen and distant Being more than you do one whom you can feel and see, who holds you in his arms, whose heart beats like your own?"