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164 JOSE. cabins of which there are a number—but I need not tell you any more; all I say is that it is a sign from God, plainly traced through the entire affair, and who ever recognizes it should profit thereby.” Mary lay for a long time, after the old lady had finished, pale and silent on her pillows, her eyes directed straight before her. “T believe I can get up, Hattie,” she at last said. “Tam only weak, and not ill; help me! If any one desires to see me, bid him enter.” The housekeeper nodded in a way to indicate that that was precisely what she would have asked of her. Soon the maiden was robed in a comfortable negligee with the old woman’s assistance, and led toward her easy-chair. “Now I will prepare some refreshments for you, just as your condition demands, and after that say the word which will restore joy and gladness to the household.” She looked down into the face of the maiden, smoothed her hair with almost motherly mag: and left the room. Mary folded ber hands in her lap, and gazing out into the evening skies, allowed the recollection of one memorable day, dating before she came into this desolate spot, to course through her mind with all its varying scenes. “Tis a last farewell,” she finally muttered; “but why do I complain? Paradise is not open to all, and my hopes have long since withered. Let Heaven’s will be done—I have struggled bravely. My strength at last has failed.” An hour later, McGregor and Brown were seated by the maiden’s chair, the former holding her hand in his. She had consented that on the first day Eomichooks:co m