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He hastened his steps and soon arrived at the well-known residence of his friend He was amazed as soon as the door was opened to find preparations of the e The corded trunk in the hall, the displaced furniture, all things he saere full of the sad hurry of parting "What is theaway for a ti out of a shrouded and darkened parlour as she spoke She had on her cloak and bonnet, and before Joris could ask her another question a coach drove to the door "I think it is a piece of good fortune," she continued, "to see you before I go"

"But where are you going?"

"To Charleston"

"But why?"

"I a; and there is no one so near to her as I am"

"I knew not you had a sister"

"She is the sister of my husband So, then, she is twiceto his dear Sabrina But what brings you here so early? Yesterday I asked for you, and I was told that you aiting on your good mother"

"My mother felt sure there was a letter froet it for her"

"Was there one?"

"There was none"

"It will coo I have not one , my friend?"

"I know not Sabrina is incurably ill I shall stay with her till she departs" She said these words as they went down the steps together, and with eyes full of tears he placed her carefully in the coach and then turned sorrowfully to his own rooms He could not speak of his own affairs at such afor him to do but wait as patiently as possible for Cornelia's answer

In thehis proposal He was not assisted in the effort by any sight of his mistress It was evident Cornelia was not in her home, and he looked in vain for any shadow of the sweet face that he was certain would have made his words come easily Finally, after h it was the least affective of any form he had written: To MISS MORAN, Honoured and Beloved Friend: Twenty times this day I have tried to write a letter worthy to come into your hands and worthy to tell you how beyond all words I love you, But what can I say more than that I love you? This you know It has been no secret to you since ever you were a little girl Many years I have sought your love,--pardon ht in vain To-morrow I must leave New York, and I ive ht to take with me Say but one word to make me the proudest and happiest lover in the world Give me the permission to come and show to your father that I aht; and allI will prove to you the devotion that attestsfor the pro? O dearest Cornelia, I am, as you knoell, your humble servant, REMBRANDT VAN ARIENS