Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 53: what you’re looking at

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Ee CO: Ae een ere as wPheareis a biz bowlder near t 5 E turning townrd ft. “Let me spread this robe on the egronnd for yon, then I willtoll the otber and Iny it around the bowlder foryon to len ngminst. Perhapa you wil) be able to get a Httle reat, even {f you cun- not slevp.” He antted the action fo the words, ani in a moment or two had arranged quite a comfortable vouch for ler, end sho sani wearlly upon it, Yor she was nearly worn out. Wht will youdos" she aaked, Jooling from her lowly resting plage with grateful eyes, but feeling consclence-stuitten to have him do so much for her | wheu she knew Ulat ha, too, was neanly exhausted. | "TE will wateb over you, Jf you will try to sleep,” he | replied, with te sitive undertone of tenderness in| Iie voice with which, a little while before, he bad thanked God that she was safe. Ayain nerimgon fluah mountad to her brow, but qitickly recoded, leaving ber prler than before, while au expression of keenest paln swept over her face. “y will watel bemveen you nnd our Httle walt, and | keep mn eye 1s Well upon our noble horse,” he) lastened to add, “forin the ganfuslon that extats ull ubout us there are doubtless many plunderers Bp worl, and wo must guard our property or we gual lose it.” Ge trned away as be censed spesidng, and Mrs. Grnhain, feeling as safe in hia Gare us if she had bee inliwrown home, drew ler warih clonk mbont her, closed her eyas, and wos soon aleeping suundly, fu apite-of the noise nnd excitement all about ber. When ehe awoke, tires hours later, the sun was ab(uthy vrightly. and ahe found that an extra wrap, fin the abape of Att. Enrlesecaurt’s overcoat, hud beon thrown over her to protect her froin the keen October air. “Tow Idnd!—how gencrous |" she mirmured ; ten a fecling of dlamuy took possession of har, lest Nis own heulth shuuld sniffer from this act of self-denial. She arodo ail looked around for |i, but he wwe nowhere in sight. Sbe folded her robes and, taking them and the eval upon her ptm, stepped to the buggy to see how the little girl was faring. Bhewas juat waking, and erled pitcously to find herself In gach & comfortless place, with a strange fies looking in upon her. She wasn berutiful child, a little more than twa years of age, with dark hair and eyes, & clear, dark akin, regular features, onda dajuty, perfect fortu, | — = = — “Don't cry, during,” safd Bmélie Graham, gently. “Tam going t tale care of you, pnd we Will vo und tind pupa and mamnia by and by.” Won by the sweet volve nnd lovely face of her new friend, the child stopped crying, und held out her arms to_e then. Mrs. Grabam lifted hor from the carriage, and cnr vied ber to the bowlder where she had rested. The rook wns flattened om the top, and placing the little one on it, she sat down bealde het padpectes.conn