Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 35: what you’re looking at

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mee YY CHAPTER. VY. MRS. GRAHAM RETURNS TO AMERICA. Mrs. Graham and her mother, Mrs. Gerard, em- barked on the Persia, the 30th of April, in accordance with their plans, and no one can realize what that return to her native land meant to the former. It meant going back to a desolate home, the luxury and elegance of which would seem but a mockery to her, uow that it could no longer be shared with her dear ones. She could not be reconciled to it; the very thought of those lofty, empty, silent rooms crushed her to the carth. “Oh, mamma, I never can bear it!’ she cried, as the shore ef England receded from her view. ‘But for your sake I could almost wish myself @ poor woman, anil obliged. to toil for my daily bread—anythiny to ake me forget myself and ease my heart of its pain! Oh, my darlings, where are yout—whal are you ?— whal is the mystery of your existence in the world beyond 3” The two women were standing by the vessel's side, their eyes fixed upon the swiftly fading land, and a flood of sorrow surged up anew over the afflicted young wife, for she fel5 as if cut off from almost every friend. “My dear Emelie, you are in a very rebellious mood,’ Mrs. Gerard gently returned. ‘It is true that a grievous hand has been laid upon you; but you still have sonis blessings to be thanful for. Do not turn them into curses, Use them for the good of others, if not for yourself. You have great weal th——” “Of what use is it to me, but to mock me in my misery, now that [ have no one to lavish it npon,” in- terrupted her daughter, with passionatepneeed eng