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16 OLD JUPR. mortification and despair. But this feeling was concealed with a duplicity which deceived even Luke, who knew, by experience, so well of what she was capable. She took his rebuke gently, confessed her wrong, prayed his pardon, and thence- forth seemed to enter, heart dnd soul, into the preparations for the wedding, trying to prove her repentance by good deeds. So kindly was her aid furnished, so .busy did she keep herself with Mary’s affairs, that the latter’s love and gratitude flowed forth to her abundantly. Even Luke, as we have said, for- gave her, pitied her, and felt anxious to prove his growing good-will toward her. “Do you know, I was almost afraid Nettie was in love with you, at one time ;” Mary whispered, the night before the wed- | ding. “Tam glad I was mistaken; it would have made me so unhappy.” % CHAPTER ITI. JUPE’S HOLE IN THE HILL. THE wedding took place, and made talk all over that part of the country. Every body was invited; the little house could not begin to hold the guests, so it was made an out-door party, with a great circular table under the noble old cotton-— wood tree, and music and dancing afterward by moonlight. The bride was so sweet and beautiful that white-headed old men longed to be young and begin life again with such a part- ner. Only one cloud lightly dimmed the happy time. This was that Annette, who was bridesmaid, insisted upon choosing for her assistant a man whom circumstances had rather com- pelled Luke to invite, but whom he, by no means, wished to honor as hig groomsman. This was a young fellow who tray- eled a great deal up and down the river, professing to be a and agent, but whom Luke suspected to be a regular Missis- sippi river gambler, if nothing worse. Being on the boat on its trip, the day before the wedding, and stopping over at New Bristol, he had laughingly demand- ed an invitation, in such a way that Luke could not withhold connicloooks.conm