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And Maggie mourned most of all, because Allan would think her faithless;

would judge her froues that had driven her from

her home; and it is always the drop of injustice in sorrow that ie trusted! In spite of many a moment's fear

and doubt she trusted! Trusted God, and trusted Allan, and trusted that

somehow out of sorroould co cares, or watched, alard hills, she often whispered to herself part of a little poem they

had learned together: "I will try to hope and to trust in God!

In the excellent Glory His abode

Hath been from of old; thence looketh He,

And surely He cannot help seeing me

And I think perhaps He thinks of me;

For my heart is with Him continually"

In the meantime, Allan, like all true lovers, had outrun the clock to keep

his tryst On the evening of the 28th of August a small steaer, Allan Ca two days in Leith, but no boat fro that time, he had hired a small stea, just about the ti lit; and he looked eagerly toward the Pron As he looked, thebecame red, and he