[SPAM] En in Western Ontario. One warm June afternoon Be

his brow. Poor Clarence!

That night she craved a blessing upon him

as she knelt beside her bed. Just then he was wandering about the weed-grown lawns of his father's house, which looked more desolate

than ever in the light of the full moon. It was to be sold

the following spring, and he sighed as he walked on toward the lake-side. Right there on that little cliff he had asked Beth Woodburn

to be his wife, and but for that fickle faithlessness

of his, who knew what might have been? And yet it was better

so--better for _her_--God bless her. And the thought of her drew him heavenward that night. The next day Beth was on her way to Toronto to see Marie.

She was in a pensive mood as she sat by the car window, gazing at the

farm-lands stretching far away, and the wooded hill-sides checkered by

the sunlight shining through their boughs. There is always a pleasant diversion

in a few hours' travel, and Beth

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