70. THE SILVER LAKE STORIES.

puilding, and there she found the poor
boy ; he was sitting on a stone crying,
and beside him lay a bundle.

When he saw Maggy he said, “I
shall never come to you for bread any
more; Granny Greer is dead. Before
she died, she told me all about my
being stolen away, and she gave me
this bundle of little clothes, and told
me where I was to go, far off to the
east, to find my par ents.”

The boy here opened the bundle, and
showed Maggy a suit of child's clothing.
It was a merino dress beautifully em-
proidered, with rufiles over the sleeves
of the finest cambric and lace; all the