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Ashton, Warren T.

"Hatchie, the Guardian Slave; or, The Heiress of Bellevue"


"I dread even to mention the name I bore in the innocent days of
childhood."
"Fie, Delia!" said Dalhousie, with a pleasant laugh, "what have you done
to sink yourself so far in your own estimation? You and your father
differed as to the propriety of our marriage; to you, as a true woman,
your course was plain. This is the height and depth of your monstrous
sin."
The conversation was here interrupted by the announcement that a
gentleman waited to see Mr. Faxon.
The good clergyman had a habit of promptness in answering all calls upon
him. This custom had been acquired by the reflection that a poor dying
mortal might wait his blessing, ere he departed on his endless journey;
that, sometimes, a moment's delay could never be atoned for; therefore
he rose on the instant, and hastened to the parlor, where the visitor
waited.
"Ah! is it possible--Captain Carroll!" said he, as he grasped Henry's
hand; "I am glad to see you. But how pale and thin you look!"
"Good reason for it, my dear sir. I was on board of the Chalmetta."
"Were you, indeed! Thank God, you escaped with life! Were you much
injured?"
"I was, but, thanks to the care of a good physician, I am nearly
restored again.


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