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Cornelia lingered in the garden, because she had suddenly, and as yet unconsciously, entered into that tender n, which we call Love In Hyde's presence she had been suffused with a bewildering, profound eentle showers fall, to htful feeling never known before, filled her heart This handsome youth, whom she had only seen twice, and in the most formal manner, affected her as no other , she knew not what, of ht, was between them; and she did not feel that she could speak of it It seee to do so

"I have ht; "and it is as if I had a new, strange, exquisite life Ought I tell my mother? But how can I? I have no words to explain--I do not understand--I thought it would break ood Sisters and my studies, and the days so calo back Sister Langaard told me it would be so if I let the world co wicked!"

The thought e entrance door, and as she approached it a negro in a fine livery of blue and white threw the door wide open for her Answering his boith a kind word, she turned quickly out of the hall, into a parlour full of sunshine A lady sat there he a daraven experiences and mellowed character Purity was the first, and the last, iave And when her eyes were dropped this idea was emphasized by their beautiful lids; for nowhere is the flesh so divine as in the eyelids And Ava Moran's eyelids were full of holy secrets; they gave the iround which was not seen, but which could be felt As Cornelia entered she looked up with a shtly raised her work, "it is the last of the dozen, Cornelia"

"Youtier than was unnecessary, I think"

"I went to Elish gauzes and lute-strings Mrs Willets was choosing a piece for a nen, for she is to dine with the President next week, and she was so polite as to ask oods Afterwards, I walked to Wall Street with her; and coave ardens--and, then, he walked ho? Ito permit? I knew not how to prevent it"