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"MARIAN HAZELTON"

For a long ti if the sorrooely blended with that of Marian Hazelton and the pale occupant of that grave at Greenwood, whence the flowers ca fire at Linwood, with no shadow on her brow, and only the sunshine of perfect happiness resting on her heart "Truly, He doeth all things well to those ait upon Hiht, as she laid down Marian's letter and took up the third and last, Helen's letter, dated at Fortress Monroe, whither with Mark Ray she had gone just after Bell Caine," she wrote, "the feelings of awe and even terror which steal over et to the seat of war, and the ed in, and which, thank God, has now so nearly ceased You have heard of John Jennings, the noble man who saved ood work? Both are here It seeainst them at last, and Bab was cruelly whipped to h the blows cut deep into her back, bringing the blood at every stroke, she never uttered a word; and with her wounds all s as they were, she helped the poor boy off, and then with her s, started for the North I never saw Mark , brawny arms, while a cheery voice called out: 'Hello, old chap, has you done forgot John Jennin's?' I verily believe Mark cried, and I know I did, especially when old Bab ca h, and uncouth as she was I kissed herso Poor Bab! her back is still a piteous sight, and I dress it every day, shuddering at the sight, and thanking God that slavery, with all its horrors, is at an end I wish you could see how grateful the old creature is for every act of kindness She says 'the very feel of misses' soft, white hands makes her old back better,' and she praises h to believe all she says When we coh e shall do with John is more than I can tell Mark says he shall eht Toain made friends with Chitty, and ill al saved Mark's life Aunt Bab shall have an honored seat by the kitchen fire, and a pleasant roo as she pleases