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CHAPTER XIII.

GOOD ENDINGS.

“But I lost my happy childhood.

It slipped from me you shall know,
It was in the dewy alleys
Of the land of long ago.

Not in sadness,
Nor reproach, these words I say,
God is good, and gives new gladness
When the old he takes away.”

“You never did? Oh, what a pity!” ex
claimed Sybil. “You really never, never did,
mother?”

Auntie looked rather “funny,” as the chil-
‘dren called it.

« As trots I never saw them again,” she said ;
‘and at the time I wrote out that story I had

not seen them again at all.”