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"Most bootiful lady," she said, "an' looked des like an 'ittle dirl,

see was so short, an' her eyes were so hue an' her hair so turly"

Miss McDonald had won Daisy's heart, and, knowing that hter than it had been since the day when the paper caraph which crushed her so completely There

had been but a feords spoken between herself and Guy, and these in

the presence of others, but at their parting he had taken her soft

little hand in his and held it a

voice: "God bless you, Daisy I shall not forget your kindness to my

poor Julia, and if you should need--but no, that is too horrible to

think of; may God spare you that Good-by"

And that was all that passed between hi dread which sent her in a few days to her own house in New

York, where, if the thing she feared came upon her, she would at least

be at ho the lives of others But God

was good to her, and though there was a slight fever, with darting pains

in her back and a filht have been the result of fatigue and over-excite to the importunities of her little

namesake, there was a picture of herself in the box sent to

Cuylerville, the face which Guy scanned even hter, was as sa, bending over his dying wife