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A NOBLE RESOLUTION. © 303 ‘‘Oh, I know it, Uncle Jacob; but--my heart ts dead, and it can never live again. Don't blame me, please—you know all about it, and you know that I could not help it and be true to him and myself,” she returned, in deep distress. ‘“You have done everything to make me happy,” she went on, a little more calmly, ‘‘and I thought I was beginning to be content and to enjoy life once more; but I cannot endure many scenes like what transpired to-night. Let us go home, where I can go to work again, and in my duties there forget, if possible, the misery of the past, which I have been made to live over again to-night.” ‘‘ We will leave Newport to-morrow, if you wish,” Mr. Rose- velt said, after a little thought; ‘‘ but we will not go back to New York just yet—we will spend two or three weeks in sight- seeing first. We will go to the White Mountains, from there to Montreal, then down the St. Lawrence and the lake to Niagara, and then home. That will give us a change and a nice little trip, besides a knowledge of something of the country. Itisa long time since I went over that ground, and I think I should enjoy the journey, if the idea pleases you.” He was not going to let her go back to New York and bury herself at home, where she would brood over her trouble and grow pale, thin, and hollow-eyed again; so he put it in the form of a favor to himself. Star assented, thinking if the trip would give him pleasure she would not say ‘‘nay.’’ She only longed to get away from Newport; it would be a change, and a spirit of unrest had sud- denly possessed her. So it was arranged phat they should leave the gay resort the next day but one. ‘¢And, Uncle Jacob,” Star pleaded, aS they were about to retire for the night, ‘‘let us not say much about it until to- morrow ; let us get-away as quietly as possible.” Eomicbooks.G