Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 120: what you’re looking at

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the beach. Our rooms join, and look ott upon the ocean. I have a boat, all my own, and we are to have some nice saddle-horses, Do you ride?’ ‘‘No, I have never learned toride,”’ Hazel answered, with deepening color, as she remembered that Perey had said she should have a horse and ride with him after school was oyer,butI can row. My home,when I was a little girl, was on an island in the sea, and I can do almost anything with a boat,” That is lovely, for I shall have to learn to row, and you can teach me. Whata pity that we must spend four long hours over lessons and two more at prac- M4 every day!” Belle concluded, with a long-drawn sigh, Hazel laughed brightly. ' “But for the study and practice I should not come to you, you know,” she said. “True, and I know I need if, too. I have been out of school a good while now traveling with mamma and Helena—thatis my grown up sister—and mamma says I shall be a regular dunce if I do not get at my books again pretty soon. But I do love a good ime.” “So do I,” Hazel responded, heartily, “‘but I always enjoy it a great deal better when I earn it.” “Earn it? What do you mean %” “Why, if there is anything that must be dene, such as study or practice, and I am faithful in my duty, Lalways feel that I have earned the rest and reerea- tion that come after it,’’ Hazel explained, “Y-es; but I don't like dudies much,” said Belle, witha shrug of her pretty shoulders, and looking very grave. “What a rueful face,” said Hazel, merrily,and play: fully tapping the young girl’s rosy cheeks with the tips Ke ie me “What would life amount, to with- out duties ?” :