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Chapter 6 No.6

Word Count: 1250    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

s that trav

ven's porta

they left

dark and

atching at

waiting a

nly for m

ed ones g

H. M. R

the entrance, in the company of my brother Frank, we saw a tall young man standing close by the

mother

y, and I exclaimed with joy, extending

but said wistfully, "I so hoped my mother would retur

and bears her years well. She will come to you now

," he added confidentially, "I so want her to see the lovely

e I will,

ow

ooking at my broth

Carroll. Have her help you in every way you can. I will le

y nephew; and we went

s wonderful h

eyond Mrs. Wick

was no debris anywhere; no chips, no shavings, no dust. The wood seemed to have been perfectly prepared elsewhere-where, I have no idea. The pieces were made to fit accurately, like the parts of a great puzzle. It required much skill and artistic taste to properly adjust each to its place. This, my nephew, who even in the

before the house was ready, she could occupy them at once. You know t

e, during its erection, there was "neither hammer,

to know you did it for her. But what is this-a fireplace?" pausing before a lovely open ch

mth. We have its cheer and beauty and glow, without any of its discomforts. You

u did not make the stai

ws, and I in turn help him with his fine woodwork and inlaying. I am going to make a 'flower room'

in our 'flower room.' It is the most exquisite work I ever saw;

f love with us al

But sit here by me now, and tell me about yourself.

e is still spent with my Grandfather R--. I do not know what I should have done when I

I know," I said

there received. Why, I used to go to Sunday-school, Sunday after Sunday, help sing the hymns, and read the lesson, and listen to all that was said; and I really enjoyed every moment of the time. Sometimes I would feel a great longing after a better life, but there seemed to be no one to especially guide or help me, and, the greater part of the time, what I heard one Sunday was never once spoken of or even thought of till another Sunday came, so th

it might be possible for him to do as he desired. But alas! "they

aid, rising, "but we will walk together as far as your

answered, as

rted at the door I said, "I am soon to learn how to weave lovel

still," was his reply, as he hastened

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