The Argosy — page 281: what you’re looking at

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264 My Channel Passage. P| as if he had known him all his life. I sent him upstairs after — awhile to fetch the fur-lined cloak, which I had neglected to restore to its owner the day before, and seizing a moment when the Captain and Mr. Calvert were at the other end of the room, Greta began in a low tone to give mea brief account of her husband’s hurried journey so near his wedding-day. ‘‘Of course it was to do a kindness,” she said earnestly; “and equally of course he cannot bear to have a word said about it. One of my brothers had got into a difficulty ”"—a debt of honour, I suspect, but Greta did not go into details—‘“ Allan knew my father would never forgive the boy, and off he rushed to his assistance, without letting anyone know where he had gone to. I can never be grateful enough to him,” she whispered as she rose to take leave, ° her eyes glistening with tears. I was truly sorry to part with these young people; strangers though ~ they were, I felt towards them quite like old friends. Of the Captain —he is Major now—I hear through the newspapers, and know him to be a brave and gallant soldier. From the same source, too, I learn they have several children; but except a Christmas card now and then there is little direct communication between us. But I know they will return to England ere long, and then we shall meet again, “JUST BEYOND.” Upon the bosom of the stream We idly float and idly dream ; Beyond that shadowy point may be A fairy land for you and me! The point is rounded—nothing there But moonlit stream and moonlit air! And so through life—with each new spring Come questions—What will this year bring ? The year dies, having brought no more Than all the years that went before. And still, oh, foolish heart and fond, |] Your fairy land lies *‘ just beyond.” ie EK. NEsBIT ECORNIELIOO <S com)