The Bow of Orange Ribbon - A Romance of New York by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
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"Ah, weel, there's excepts! I hae mind o' them. But Neil won't be long daunted. I looked in on him as I cam' upstairs. He was sitting wi' a law treatise, trying to read his trouble awa'. He's a brave soul. He'll hae honours and charges in plenty; and there's vera few women that are worth a gude office--if you hae to choose atween them." "You go back on your ain words, Elder. Tak' a sleep to yoursel'. Your pillow may gie you wisdom." And, while this conversation was taking place, they heard the pleasant voices of Van Heemskirk's departing guests, as, with snatches of song and merry laughter, they convoyed Batavius and his bride to their own home. And, when they got there, Batavius lifted up his lantern and showed them the motto he had chosen for its lintel; and it passed from lip to lip, till it was lifted altogether, and the young couple crossed their threshold to his ringing good-will,-- "Poverty--always a day's sail behind us!" [Illustration: Tail-piece] [Illustration: Chapter heading] IX. "_Now many memories make solicitous |
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