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THE ARGOSY. SEPTEMBER, 1876. EDINA. By Mrs. HENRY WOOD, AuTHOR OF “EAST LYNNE.” OE CHAPTER XXV. THE NEW HOME. COLD, drizzly rain was falling. We get wintry weather some- times in July; as was the case now. The lovely summer seemed to have come to an abrupt end, and to have flown away for good. At least, it appeared so to those who were turning out of their late happy and prosperous home, to enter on another of which they knew little. Knew nothing, in fact, except that it would have to be one of poverty and labour. For this was the day that Mrs. Raynor and her children were quitting Eagles’ Nest. All superfluous effects had been disposed of, even to their personal trinkets. Charles’s watch, that he set store by because it had been his father’s, and had only just come into his possession, had to go. Without the sale of these things they could not have paid all their debts and kept enough for pressing requirements. A fly took Mrs. Raynor, Alice, and the two young children to the station, Charles and Alfred having . walked on; and a cart conveyed the trunks. The rain beat against the fly windows, the wind swept by in gusts, shaking the branches of the trees. Everything looked dreary and wretched, even Eagles’ Nest. Qh, what a change it was, inwardly and outwardly, from that sunny day, bright with hope, when they had entered it only twelve little months before ! Charles was at the fly door when it drew up. ‘What class tickets am Ito take?” he asked of his mother: and there ensued a blank pause. They were accustomed to go first class ; but that would not do now. “ Either second, or—third, Charley,” spoke poor Mrs, Raynor. VOL XXII. OQ, le comicbooks.com '