Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 69: what you’re looking at

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. MRS. PERCY’S ARRIVAL . 67 to my careless heart,and unless I am too weak to detain them, they may lie there until they spring up, blossom, and bear fruit. Life was not given us merely to idle away—do you think it was, Mr. Pennon ?” He smiled as he looked into her earnest face, more lovely for its unwonted expression of seriousness—gmiled at the child-like simplicity with which she propounded the question, as if she had been the originator of it. “¢ Life is earnest—life is real And the grave is not its goal,’ a “Longfellow says, Miss Sloane ; and it is true, too, though sad, that it is often only through suffering that we grow’strong. Life is any thing but a holiday to the most of us, Rosalie.” P | CHAPTER X. ROSALIE CROSSES THE CHASM, As one flower with two faces, in hush’d, tearful speech, Like the showery whispers of flowers, each to each, Link’d, and leaning together, soloving, so fair, So united, yet diverse, the two women there _ Look’d, in , like two flowers upon one drooping stem, In the soft light that tender! on them. All that soul said to soul in that chamber, who knows ? All that heart gain’d from heart? . Leave the lily, the rose, Undisturb’d, witlt their secret within them, for who To the heart of the floweret can follow the dew? : Owen Merepirn’s Luctiiz, “Has the omnibus come up from the boat ?” “Yes; I see it now, just stopping before the hotel.” Rosalie was peeping from the blinds of the window in Clematis’s room, who was partially-sitting up in bed, reclining against a heap of pillows. “Do you see a lady who looks as if she might be my mother ?” P The girl at the window laughed. , “What a question ! but, really, there is a lady leaving it that would answer to the description if she were advertised ag comlclbooks.com