Does somebody ask which of the minister's eight children is telling this story? If you must know, I am Frances, and what I did not myself see was all told to me at the time it happened, and put down in my journal.
[to be continued.]
[FOR KING OR COUNTRY.]
A Story of the Revolution.
BY JAMES BARNES.
CHAPTER XII.
IN ENGLAND AND AMERICA.
How natural the valley looked as George came down the road that led across the bridge! He could hear the brook roaring under its icy covering, and through the leafless trees he could make out the big manor-house. It was home again. What would they say? How would they receive him? There were no signs of activity about, no smoke coming from the foundry chimney. The place looked half deserted.