Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 362: what you’re looking at

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just remember that little something within you that keeps up an eternal thinking and reasoning, and ask yourself if itis not some power higher and stronger than any earthly power that keeps it all in motion.” Belle sighed heavily. “Well, I wish I had been taught to believe it when T was young, as you have been, Marie,” she said. ‘I often feel something within me reaching out after something mightier “and better than I am, butitis like groping in the dark.” Marie linked her arm affectionately within her friend's. “That ‘reaching out’ is God’s own inyitation to yon to believe in Him—to trustand restin Him. Mamma would tell you to keep on reaching out. and to study His word, and you will find the light at last,’’ she said, in earnest, reverent tones. Poor Belle! in all her life she had not had such definite religious instruction as thia. The two ‘girls sought a favorite nook on the rocks, where they had often come before, and then gave IRGURERY EE up to each other and the charm of the ay. Asthe sun rose higher they crept farther down among the rocks and closer to the water. They bad not been here long when they saw two figures ap- proaching, one evidently an old sailor, the other a young gentleman bearing lines and basket. showing that they were bound for @ day's piscatorial sport. The girls watched them lazily for a few moments; | then Belle suddenly started to her feet, exclaiming, excitedly: : ; “Marie, as sure as you live, there is an American, orelse I’ve forgotten the cut of my own country- ! j } . a The sight is most refreshing , 9 ey, Joyal