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112 JOSE. straw matting, and the whole house supplied with the necessary comforts in the way of modern furni- ture and other conveniences. Hattie, the house- keeper, who like McAllister had come West with the family, was ready to receive the young girl, but the latter appeared ill at ease, and asked permission to retire in order to enjoy a much-needed rest, and slightly nodding to ber two companions, she fol- lowed the maid to her room. Having barely en- tered, she dismissed the housekeeper as well as the maid selected to wait upon her, and locking the door, cast herself into an arm-chair. Here she sat for some time, motionless and with closed eyes. Then a shudder seemed to creep over her whole body; she opened her eyes, swept a weary look around the room and slowly arose. Now for the first time she divested herself of her traveling cloak, and approached the window. The view was of the court-yard, and necessarily circumscribed. The side wing, of the same sodden color as the trampled earth, with its narrow, clouded windows and the junction wall, presented anything but a pleasing aspect, and seemed almost like a prison. The young lady stepped back from the window and pressed her hand upon her eyes. Then her glance fell upon a door opposite the window. This she approached, and, as if to assure herself of her surroundings, opened. She looked into a small apartment which appeared to have been fitted out for her maid. The solitary little window by which the room was scantily hghted, cast an oppressive feeling upon her spirits. She looked through the panes; stretched out before her, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, lay the wide, attractive landscape that surrounded the fort, But from the blue outlines of Gomicbooks co