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THAT LOOK. “Fhe less said about that, madam, the better,” replied Trust, _ with his usual meek smile. ‘ It requires no courage to examine a leaf. And now,” he quickly added, perceiving that the spin- ster was preparing herself for another burst of gratitude, “ sup- pose we all takea walk. It is a beautiful morning, praise God, and I think we will enjoy a stroll.” “Tt will be delightful !” cried Miss Trundle, immediately ‘aking possession of his arm, “and you shall be my cavalier, could not wish for a nobler escort then one of God’s shep- .erds.” Trust looked uneasy, and rubbed his nose to prevent himself from sneezing; while Squint and Bolt pulled at their forelocks and winked at each other in a knowing manner. “Will. you take my arm?” inquired Weldon, as Minnie rose from her seat. “ She can walk. without it!’ cried Miss Trundle, turning sharply around. “ She is strong enough to walk without being supported !” Minnie pouted and looked displeased. “You are too particular, altogether too much so, Miss / 41- dle,” said the parson. ‘Surely there can be nothing wrong w her accepting that young man’s arm.” ‘““Tf you say so—no,” returned the spinster, “ but, she is + wild girl, and—” “Oh, aunt, | am not wild; you know I am not!” cried Min- nie, while tears of vexation rose to hereyes. ‘“ When papa was living He never said I was wild, and he knew.” 4 000 will permit me to remark that J don’t think you are. so,” said Marmon, soothingly ; “ and I may add,” he continued in a lower tone, “ that I would not believe it if a thousand Miss rrundles should say you were.” She thanked him with a shy but grateful almch, and tock the proffered arm. “That look /” sricked Miss Trundle, who had keen keenly watching her niece, “oh, parson, did you notice that look ?” 2. Yca, and a very natural one it was!” answered ‘Trust, as he gently drew the spinster along. ‘God is good, Miss Trun- die. Look ahead and see that beautiful network of sunlight among the branches of those bread-fruit trees.” Be, “ It is.perfectly delightful, ” replied the spinster, after she had | io eee ; : ae