Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 19: what you’re looking at

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ped left, and I’m sure I don’t know what to do with | er’ “Oh, grandfather, let us keep her; she is sucha dear little thing !’”’ cried Perey, eagerly. “T reckon we'll have to,” said Sundy Morton, Aud so little Hazel became a member of the light- house keeper's family, and she seemed like a ray of sunshine suddenly let into their humble home, while every member of the household gathered her at once into the arms of their aftection, aud became, as it were, her bond-servants. To Perey she was like some sacred presence, to be reverenced, and protected, and shielded from every ill, aud he grew to love her with an affection border- ing upon idolatry; while Hazel. on her part, had the utmost confidence in ‘my Percy,” as she called him from the very first. “Grandfather, she will belong to us abhways, Won't she, if we cannot find any of her folks?” the boy ay one day about a month after she came to them, “T suppose so, if we want her,” the old man replied, “We do want her, don’t we? J do,’ Perey said, wistfully, a suspicious tremor in his voice, “Ay, ay, lad; I reckon we do. She shall stay as long as we have a home to offer her, even if it ain’t the grandest that ever was; I'd be loth to part with aoe aaah lassie myself,’ replied the captain, ear- nestly. And thus “Witch Hazel'’ was adopted, and from that time forth became the light of the light-house keeper's home, comicbooks.conm