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83 THE SAGAMORE OF SACO, And at once the group arose, and each grasping the back of a chair, which they tilted upon two legs, Mistress Bonyton opened with a violent denunciation of the “ sins of pride and haughtiness ; of the hankering after the leeks and garlics of Egypt, in the shape of Episcopacy; and the high head which portended a full; and the crimpings and mincings, and titles und shows of aristocracy, a shame to the church here planted in the wilderness.” Mistress Vines quietly moved upon tip-toe to the door and went out, much flushed in the face, and most certainly carry- ‘ing her pretty head quite as high as the prayer had indicated. She did not even wait for the “amen,” but put the door be- tween her and them, leaving Mistress Bonyton to her invect- ive, which they called prayer. As she tripped along, she met Sir Richard, who smiled when he saw her flashing eye, but he put her arm within his, smiled, and patted the hand that lay upon his arm, for he di- vined the cause. “ Ay, sweetheart, they do not look upon thy husband with thine eyes,” and stooping his head to hers he whispered, with a boyish laugh, “ heaven forefend that they should.” Whereat she laughed, and they passed onward to their happy home. : CHAPTER VI. APOLLO AND DIANA. From this time it became evident that a strong public opinion was gradually setting itself against the family. Mis- tress Vines, conceiving herself in point of birth and family superior to any other woman in the colony, might be par- doned some litle haughtiness which so well became her hand- some head, and being of a higher culture than her neighbors, it might not be surprising if some consciousness of it were apparent in her manners; but these petty traits weigh heav- ily on the minds of a people more ambitious than cultivated, and inclinéd to envy and jealousy, as the proud and ignorant are sure to be. conmmiclnboolkks.conn