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Title: Two girls of old New Jersey : a school-girl story of '76
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Sage, Agnes Carr Connah, Douglas John
Subjects: New Jersey--Fiction.
Publisher: New York : Frederick A. Stokes Company
Contributing Library: Rutgers University Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: Lyrasis Members and Sloan Foundation

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d in attitude, thathe seemed a blot on the beauty of the fair evening, when thewhole world was washed bright and clean by the late greatstorm. The golden sunshine of the day had tempered the firsttouch of frost in the air, and behind them, against the roseate,sunset sky, the hills were half hidden by a bewitching veil ofhazy, blue mist. Muddy enough are the highways now, remarked Mynheer. But soon the sun and wind will put that to rights, and notovermuch does Rosencrantz mind the ruts and hummocks. Avera goot horse is Rosencrantz, but not so fine as my high bredblack mare. There is a beast for you ! She comes of pure,blooded stock and many a silver dollar does her offspring bringin the market-place. Knowst thou aught of horses, my boy ? And he turned a kindly eye upon the young fellow at his side. Aye, sir, replied the lad, though without animation. Myuncles paddock, in Devonshire, was as well known to me as myown home, and more than one colt have I broken there. Thy fathers brother ?
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knows THor AUGHT OF HORSES. Mv Hov? —Page 8 THE BOND-SERVANT 9 Yes, but he, too, has passed away, or I should not be here,and somethmg Uke a sob choked the youths utterance. There, there, fret not thyself 1 It is not well to dwell toomuch on bygones ! And five years will soon wing themselvesaway. Then, Willem, you will be your own master once again.In the meantime, we shall try to make the days of servitude nottoo hard. You are good, more than good, and I shall endeavor tomake myself of use to you ; for sorry, indeed, would have beenmy fate, if I had fallen in with a harsh taskmaster. Not a doubt have I of your good intentions. When in thyface I looked, I knew thou couldst be trusted, even before thecaptain told me of the honorable manner in which thou cameforward and offered to be sold, to pay thy fathers debt. The name of Tuttle has evei* been an honest one, sir. Icould do no less. But I pray you, sir, be not affronted, if attimes I lack cheerfulness and am downcast. Not, at once,

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