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As Adelaide made this announcement, she pitied the child from the bottom of her heart; for she knew that much of Elsie's reading had been on the subject of Popery and Papal institutions; that she had pored over histories of the terrible tortures of the Inquisition and stories of martyrs and captive nuns, until she had imbibed an intense horror and dread of everything connected with that form of error and superstition.

"Heaven oft in mercy smites, e'en when the blow Severest is." "The heart knoweth his own bitterness." But only a few days after Mrs. Travilla's visit, an event occurred, which, by exciting Elsie's sympathy for the sorrows of another, and thus preventing her from dwelling so constantly upon her own, was of great benefit to her.

I guess they didn't know much of the heaven they only saw once a year. Why, even the highest hills which they call mountains here ain't big enough to get above the fogs of their own creating." Feminine wit is not apt to be abstract. It struck the consul that in Miss Elsie's sprightliness there was the usual ulterior and personal object, and he glanced around at his fellow-passengers.

There was no sound for some moments but Elsie's sobs. Then she asked in a half whisper, "Are you going to punish me, papa?" "I shall take the book from you for a few days; I hope that will be punishment enough to make you pay better attention to my commands in future," he said very gravely. "Dear papa how kind you are!

Elsie's voice was low and pleading, her tones were tremulous with earnest entreaty, the eyes she lifted to his face were half filled with tears; for she felt that the eternal interests of her hearer were trembling in the balance. He looked at her admiringly, and, lost in the contemplation of her beauty, had almost betrayed himself by his want of interest in what she was saying.

Then, with regard to Elsie's diction and rhymes, this critic selected a number of the most faulty and imperfect verses for censure, and Elsie had the miserable satisfaction of having to acknowledge that they deserved it.

He announced the result of his inquiries to Helen, who had received a brief note in the mean time from a poor relation of Elsie's mother, then at the mansion-house, informing her of the critical situation of Elsie and of her urgent desire that Helen should be with her. She could not hesitate.

I wish now that you had died when you were only fourteen months old, for then there would have been one more precious lamb in the flock of the Good Shepherd, safe in heavenly pastures one more dear little golden head nestling on Jesus' bosom, instead of of " Elsie's emotion mastered her voice, and she sobbed convulsively. "Why did not you finish?

But at length it suddenly occurred to him that if it became known that he had been into Elsie's room to get the book he might be suspected; and he started up with the intention of replacing it. But he found that it was too late; she had already returned, for he heard her voice in the hall; so he lay down again, and kept the book until she came in search of it.

"I'll think about it," he replied, relapsing into that lazy manner which his friends knew so well. "There isn't much time to think of it," said Mary, rather sharply. "You know father likes his luncheon punctually at half-past one." "Don't let him wait for me. I was always a dawdling fellow." Jamie held Elsie's hand as they walked home through the meadows. Miss Ryan asked Mrs.

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