The Widowed Bride — page 23: what you’re looking at

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4 THE WIDOWED BRIDE. huge monsters, peacocks. bears, and human figures, cut in close-clipped box, the pride of the Glenhampton gardener’s heart, but a hideous mystery to poor Rena; while the white gleam of statuary or vases made her think of ghosts, even though she knew what they were. But the greatest terror of all was something that skimmed past Rena with a rust- ling sound, and the light creaking of branches, while the sound of breathing made her poor little heart stand still. Oh! what is it? What is it?’ she gasped, half aloud; for Rena, in her small experience of life, had never seen a pet deer before. And, with a sudden chill of terror congealing her blood, she sat down on the dewy grass, and began to ery bitter ly, moaning the while: Oh, I’m lost in the woods! I’m lost in the woods! Oh, grandpapa! Oh, dear little Allie! I shall never, never see them again!” | com ie (a) 90C | S