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Because she loved hieneration, her trust in hie as her faith in God Noas

sweet beneath her tongue to be able to tell one that was his friend hoorthy of all friendship--nay, all reverence--he was She spoke sie power of expression which nature had given her

Gestures with her hands, quick changes in the tone of her voice, a

countenance that gave a in the Fair View library she had brought into being that long dead

Eloïsa whose lines she spoke, so now her auditor of to-day thought that he

saw the things of which she told

She had risen, and was standing in the wild light, against the background

of the forest that was breathless, as if it too listened, "And so he

brought me safely to this land," she said "And so he left ht He has told ht of me as safe and happy That I was not so,--why, that was not his

fault! When he caht or the woods so fair as they have been this summer The people

ho And ah! it

is because he would not let Hugon scare or harm me that that wicked Indian

waits for hion

she shuddered, and her eyes began to widen "Have we not been here a long

time?" she cried "Are you sure? Oh, God! perhaps he has passed!"

"No, no," answered MacLean, with his hand upon her arn

that he has done so It is not late; it is that heavy cloud above our