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"'There is a soul just delivered fro dressed in red flannel"

KIRWAN

Florence having succeeded, as she i her aunt that it was advisable to remove from San Antonio, slowly proceeded to the churchyard, little drea that the door had scarce closed behind her ere Aunt Lizzy, with swift steps, directed her way to the house of the Padre, He riting, but gave his attention, and heard, with ill-disguised chagrin, that Florence distrusted his promised protection

"Does she doubt in erly inquired

"Indeed, Padre, I cannot say All I know is, that she and Mary sat till , and she has not seemed like herself since"

"Where shall I find Florence?" said he, taking his hat

"In the churchyard, I think, beside her father's grave"

"Say nothing to her, but apparently acquiesce in her plans; and, above all, do not let her dreas"

Ah, Florence! who uish of your tortured heart as you throw yourself, in such abandonrief, on the to to and fro in the chill October blast, well-nigh concealed the bent and drooping forranite

"My father! oh, my father!" and tears, which she had not shed before, fell fast, and so heart Florence had not wept before in many years; and now that the fountain was unsealed, she strove not to repress the tears which see crushed her spirits

What a blessing it is to be able to weep; and happy are they who can readily give vent to tears, and thus exhaust their grief! Such can never realize the intensity of anguish which other natures suffer--natures to who, scorching agony pent up within the secret cha hearts Sobs and tears are not for these No, no; alone and in darkness they rief, crush it down into their ino forth to , wintry sh, the pale brow uish, will ofttihter, God has appointed me in place of the parent he has taken hence; turn to me, and our ht else can afford"