Beadle's Dime Novels No. 35: East and West — page 38: what you’re looking at

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38 THE BEAUTY OF WILLARD’S MILL. The grating of the saw which he was “ tending,’’ prevented her hearing his muttered words. whe “J wish that grindstone had made sure work while it was about it!” and then, the next moment, he fairly cursed himself for the murderous thought, so foreign to his nature. oa CHAPTER V. THE FAWN TRANSFORMED. Tus family had been two or three weeks settled in the barn. Constance had not proved herself much ef an architect —the result of her efforts in that branch of art being the bare suggestion of two partitions: one across the building at one end, the other dividing “the long apartment thus formed into two smaller ones. One of these lower rooms was occupied by the master and mistress of the house ; while Fletcher Har- ris, who was now convalescent, had possession of the other. The “hay-loft” was resigned to the two young ladies; and being accessible by an easy flight of stairs, besides command- ing a good view of the prairie and distant bluffs, was quite a favorite retreat of its fair occupants. Mrs. Willard, partially relieved of the hard labor of years by having found some “ girl” to do the cooking for the hands, at the old cabin, had time to join Constance and Minnie in the in- vention of little domestic comforts and adornments, which went far toward giving a home look to their rough dwelling. Minnie, in her pink calico, very successfully made in imita- tion of her cousin’s graceful “ wrappers,” med her promise of “ making up for lost time.” Ever modest, and almost too shy, she was never awkward nor slow of speech. A sort of self-possession, which was not the result of training, but of an innocent heart and trusting temper, gave dignity to all her actions. Even the world-acquainted cousin could find few faults of manner to censure. Fletcher Harris, who had nothing to do, day after day, but to watch her unstudied ways, found himself dangerously fond of his only occupation. comicbooks.comnm