Beadle's Dime Novels No. 127: Bald Eagle — page 79: what you’re looking at

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AUNT HBETTY. 81 lie in place—rushed out and untied the gate, exclaiming, at the same time, “My goodness! gracious! sakes alive! If I ain't dumb- founded! ‘You, Maggie, here? With no bonnet to your head, and looking like a critter that’s driy’ from post to pillar! Did I ever!” And she took the child in her-arms-and carried her into the house, smoothing her pale cheeks, kissing her, patting her shoulder, rocking the big chair in which she had placed her, all the time crying, “Did I ever! did I think ever to see my Maggie in this Way ?” Then she stooped down and took off her shoes and stock- ings, and pinched the poor, pale feet in her hands, to see how bloodless they were; and then she threw shoes and stockings Out of the window, declaring they should “ never go on her dear feet again—no never ;” then she dropped her head, all at once, on Maggie’s lap, and burst into a fit of sobs and tears ; Whereat Jamie rubbed his hands, and laughed, and eried, and ran excitedly out to take counsel, apparently, of his horse, Dolly. And so, at last, the poor innocent found comfort, and Aunt Hetty—her dear Aunt Hetty, from whose protecting care Dick had won the child to share his wretched life—heard a part of Maggie’s story, not all, for there was much she would never tell, much she did not clearly understand; she could see no evil in Black Dick, who had always some pretty gift for her, and always a kind word. “ Yes, dear, darling, yes, Richard loves my pretty Maggie— yes, indeed—and all will come out right. Yes, indeed; it’sa long lane that hasn’t any turn—it is always darkest before day, my dear. Don’t cry; we'll have Richard here, and we'll bring things round all right.” . And she patted the shoulder, and soothed the little one till she dropped away to sleep, and while she slept, Aunt Hetty had such wondrous chicken-broth ready for her when she should awake, and jellies, and creams, and there was the stiff- est of stiff gowns for her to put on—fresh linen, fragrant (rom the spring water and clean grass, and there was Jamic also, Standing by the door holding the wonderful Dolly by the bridle, connicloooks.comn)