GLENOWEN, OR THE

CHAP. VIII.

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Ow the following evening, as Charles
was busily engaged in one of his Latin
exercises, a man entered the Cottage
with a large deal box, which he left
near the door and was retiring. “See !
what have we here!” exclaimed Dame
Morgan, “‘ a box! Who sent it? It
cannot be for us, good man, pray where
did it come from ?”—* I know no more
than you do,” answered the man, and
instantly departed. ‘ There is a direc-
tion upon it.” said Charles. Dame
drew it to the window, for it was almost
dusk; and putting on her spectacles,
which she had first carefully wiped,

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