Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 59: what you’re looking at

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court came to warn her of her danger. The horse and buggy, too, were hers and would bring her a few hundred dollars. But beyond this she was utterly destitute. She would get no insurance on her ruined property, for the companies were obliged to suspend payinent. The bank also was, of course, in a similar condition; and thus from the pinnacle of affluence she was suddenly plunged into poverty. Her mother’s fortune was likewise swallowed up, and this she regretted more than her own loss, because of her age and the delicate state of her health. The tidings came upon her like a thunderbolt. and fora time she was dazed by the calamity which had overtaken her, and she could not seem to comprehend the full import of it. Her money all gone!. She, who had never had a wish ungratified from her earliest infancy! She, the refined, fastidious, and accomplished Emelie Grahain, reduced to the necessity of working tor her own liy~ ing, orelse she must go hungry ! t almost seemed asif she must be dreaming or some one else, it was so unreal, so incomprehensible, What would she do?—which way turn?! But this vacillation and state of uncertainty did not last long. Very soon her latent energies began to arouse themselves—the necessity for work brought the will and the power to do. Something must be done. Her feeble mother must be cared for—a home provided for her and the dear child who had so strangely fallen inte her hands. Nothing could be ‘learned of little May’s friends, although every possible inquiry had been seecok etc advertisements, with a deseription of Cre WaTcerey,