Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 127: what you’re looking at

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ROSE IN TERROR. 117 admire most, until the little parcel containing the pearls was unfastened, and then her delight was complete. Very charming it looked, glistening about the slender throat— fine and softly rounded, if not so fair as the jewels—the graceful pendants rising and falling with the motion of her breath. “Mr. Talfierro is such an agreeable gentleman—so tasteful and generous,” she murmured.. “Look, Rose, what Mr. Talfierro has sent me,” as she heard her waiting-maid enter, and caught a glimpse of her dress in the mirror. “Oh, I am ' so much pleased with it—it will be so pretty for the—the wedding,” Pe AR 20erigettogd reflection before her. fi! Sal ‘nck ab a ena OE aaron ghana strangely that she turned and beheld Rose crouching at her feet as if overwhelmed with terror, her eyes dilated, her SE et itt onin mines, aii word. >a aestereetentoonepne ost opel shrieked out. “What from ?” usta idigtentihtmamamanenss halfformed thought of a poisonous serpent or a rabid dog rushing into her mind ; but seeing and hearing nothing, half fearing the girl had gone suddenly insane, so wild was her expression. iv 2 “ Ob, Miss Virginny, you ean save:mé; and.you. willl” Pr nemee nane RR nara Sarma is it; child?” “10s him—ies dat New Orleans gentleum—your fudder has done gone and sold me to him.” “Sok you, Rose? Oh, I guess you are mistaken.” “JT wish I was, Miss Virginny. But dey’s bof told me now. Your fadder says so hisself. I's te go to-morrew j ' comiciooks. conn