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ROXY HASTINGS. 17 longings and aspirations, and he looked forward to the whisky alliance as one of the means of advancement. — It was better to have the handsome young Lee out of the ~ way, for at the bank Miss Wilsey must sometimes see him, and although it would have been an easy matter to forbid her coming there, this, as the cashier very well knew, would increase the danger which he sought to avert. Once separated from the institution, he might never see Caroline again, for surely he would not have the temerity to visit her at her father’s house. So the excuse was found, and the decapitation took place, and the result was what we have seen, a despairing household. ‘“Whom disaster Had followed fast and followed faster.” CHAPTER, IIT. A TIMELY WARNING. Husbanding all resources, stinting themselves in all things, selling jewelry, and even some of the best of their apparel, thus lived the unfortunate family whom poverty, ‘like an armed man,” had overtaken. Bad as was their condition, it grew daily worse, and they looked bodingly forward to the near day when they should have nothing more to sell or to pawn. Charles could get no employment, though he sought it diligently, and the only money that was brought into the house, except for property sold or pawned, was the old major’s weekly earnings, of five or six dollars, which were always promptly and proudly handed over to his daughter. It seemed a great deal now. Indeed it nearly furnished their scant table, but it could not last long, and then how hard they all thought it for the infirm old man, whose nightly fatigue, nay, almost exhaustion, they could not fail to observe. get Charles grieved most over his grandfather’s hard lot, for he had been from infancy an especial pet of the major’s, whom he both loved and venerated. . “To think that he should have to work like a boy while Iam idle,” he said. ‘‘I’ll learn to set types myself, if I don’t find something to do soon.” While the young man grieved and pondered, his thoughts turned as they had turned many times before, to the tract of Pennsylvania land his father had owned, and of which, un (Go) “comilebooks