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10 BONNY JEAN. it all; while, unrebuked, the creatures, ‘‘ made in God’s image and after His own likeness,” went on their sin-stained way—the only blot on the Maker's handiwork—full of plots against the lives and happiness of their fellow-creatures. CHAPTER IL. A FATAL MARRIAGE, The funeral of old David Conway was over. Reverently they laid him to rest—those strong-armed, kind-hearted men, whose lives had been passed in the solitude of the pine forest, and who knew more concerning saw-logs and wharf timber than books, and etiquette, and society's requirements. Yet their hearts were very tender, and more than one eye was conspicuously bright and moist, as they stood around the open grave, and watched their late comrade lowered to his last resting-place. Philip Randall had come to the timber camp that summer for a long vacation, hoping to grow strong and healthy among the pines. And, being the best shot in the camp, the most accomplished oarsman, the crack swimmer, and, withal, splen- didly educated, it was not strange that among those rough men a feeling of admiration, hearty and sincere, had sprung up For the young chap had not ‘‘put on airs;” with all his city breeding, he had quickly learned their ways, and assimilated himself to their simple habits while he remained in their midst. But another sort of feeling had sprung up in Gabriel Black’s heart, though of this no one dreamed. . Black hated Philip Randall from the first. He hated all lawyers, he said (Philip was a rising member of the bar), and would be heartily glad when the young upstart would leave the place. But that seemed far from the lawyer’s intention. He liked the free, untrammeled life of the forest, and his vacation was quite a pro- ‘longed one. He had made the acquaintance of old David Gomicboo cS (E(0) 5