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"Look now, Captain, I am but a tanner and currier, as you know, but I have had experiences; and I do not believe in the future of a people who are without a God and without a religion"

"Well, so it is, Van Ariens I will now be silent, and wait for the echo; but I fear that God has not yet said 'Let there be peace' I saw you last night at Mr Hahter You made a noble entrance"

"Well, then, the truth is the truth My Arenta is worth looking at; and as for Reenerations of Zealand sailors behind hirey eyes and fresh open face God is good, who gives us boys and girls to sit so near our hearts"

"And such a fair, free city for a home!" said Van Heemskirk as he looked up and down the sunshiny street New York is not perfect, but we love her Right or wrong, we love her; just as we love our mother, and our little children"

"That, also, is what the Domine says," answered Van Ariens; "and yet, he likes not that New York favours the French so much When Liberty has no God, and no Sabbath day, and no heaven, and no hell, the Domine is not in favour of Liberty He is uneasy for the country, and for his church; and if he could take his whole flock to heaven at once, that would please hiht, was a little ht her--but I knew her not Is she then a stranger?"

"A stranger! Come, come! The little one is a very child of New York She is the daughter of Dr Moran--Dr John, as we all call hiht in her face there was so that went to my heart and memory"

"And, as you know, that is his house across the street frorandfather's house; and before that, the Morans lived in Winckle Street; and before that, in the Lady's Valley; so, then, when Van Clyffe built this house for them, they only came back to their first home Yes, it is so The Morans have seen the birth of this city Who, then, can be less of a stranger in it than the little beauty, Cornelia?"

"As you say, Van Ariens"

"And yet, in one way, she is a stranger Such a little one she hen the colish sent the family apart and away To the army went the Doctor, and there he stayed, till the as over Mrs Moran took her child, and went to her father's home in Philadelphia When those redcoats went away forever froirl they left in the school at Bethleheood Moravian Sisters have made her so sweet as themselves; so pure! so honest-hearted! so clever! It was only last month she came back to New York, and few people have seen her; and yet this is the truth-- she is the sweetest h up this side, and down that side, are sohters of Peter Sylvester; and of Jacob Beckley; and of Claes Vandolsom Oh, yes! and many others I speak not of my Arenta But look now! It is the littledown the street"