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"Poor Arenta!" said the Doctor when Cornelia had finished the wretched epistle "She is however showing theThe spirit of the ht Alva is in her, and I think she will be a o and see Van Ariens, and give him all the comfort you can Are you too weary?"

"I should like to see hiood doctor"

"I think you will find him in his house He comes from his office very early these days"

Cornelia crossed the street and was going to knock at the door, when Van Ariens hastily opened it His broad face shone with pleasure, and when Cornelia told hi anxiety to hear what his child had written

"I understand," he said, when he had heard the letter "She is frightened, the poor little one! but she will s' That is her way However, I yet think I ed Cornelia "France is noith Holland, and you would be recognized as a Dutchue would tell tales on uillotine, is not what a good man would wish No indeed!"

"And you uillotine Coht and talk to my father and mother, and I will tell you what I saw in Philadelphia"

"Well then, I will come"

"Is Madame Jacobus back in New York yet?"

"She is in London"

"But why in London?"

"That, I know not Two reasons I can suppose, but which is right, or if either be right, that is beyond my certainty"

"Is her sister-in-law dead?"

"She is dead Her husband was an Englishland she has gone If it is not that, of nothing else can I think but Captain Jacobus Butat all she would say about her money or her business; but constantly, to every one, she would talk of her husband I think then it is land For if it had been Jacobus, to the whole town she would have told it" Then he took both Cornelia's hands in his, and looking at her earnestly said-"Poor Rem! Impossible is it?"

"Quite iot thy letter refusing his love and offer, he went to Boston I think he will not come back to me I am very sorry," he said simply, and he let her hands drop