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Various Belford's Magazine, Vol. II, No…

Mary shook her head. She had an idea of what he meant, but did not wish to encourage him in the direction he was tending.
"A good wife would," said Uncle Thatcher very decidedly.
"Then I hope he will succeed in finding one in Boston," replied the girl, with purposeful evasion of the direct attack.
"That's not my idea. I don't want him to marry a Boston girl. I've got my eye on a girl who I know is all that a good wife should be, the very one that Silas ought to have. You know who I mean. It's you, Mary."
"A girl should never marry a man she doesn't love, uncle, and I don't love Silas."
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Various Belford's Magazine, Vol. II, No…

And she sang, as the birds sing, from sheer happiness.
"He's in the offing now," sang a full, rich, manly voice, joining hers in the last line of her song, and with a little inarticulate cry of surprise and joy she sprang to her feet, to be the next moment enfolded in the strong arms of her sailor lover, back from the sea.
Dorn Hackett was a fine-looking young fellow, of a size worthy of a woman's liking, with a handsome, expressive face, hazel eyes, brown hair, broad and well-balanced head, square shoulders, deep chest, and such powerful arms as might have served for the model of a Hercules.
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Various Belford's Magazine, Vol. II, No…

Mary blushed and hung her head, but Dorn looked up manfully and replied, with a glad ring in his voice:
"Ah, yes, sir! I cannot tell you how happy we feel! But you, sir, may be able to know what is in the heart of a man who has been very close to a shameful death, for a crime of which he was innocent, and who is suddenly restored to life, and hope, and the love of the woman who is dearer to him than all the world beside."
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