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10 Chit-Chat by Puck.
town, and remove to a small humble abode, far out
in the suburbs.
All their expensive furniture and carpets were
sold at an auction; yes, even the antique book-
case, and all the new-bound books were dispersed by
the auctioneer’s hammer. Only the child’s story-book
was Mary allowed to keep, for it had “no value,” said
the appraiser, when making the inventory for the
auction.
A few weeks after Adolphus and Mary had removed
to their poor new home, a little boy was born to
them.
“He brings true happiness with him,” whispered
Mary to her husband ; but he shook his head mourn-
fully.
“Do not doubt,” she resumed, “I feel happier now
than before, for now I have got you back, and you are
my own again, Adolphus.”
“But I can give you no happiness now,” said
Adolphus, sighing.
“Oh yes, you can. Sit down by my side, and take
my hand in yours. And now you shall read some-
thing for me.”
“But I have no book.”
“Under my pillow is one I love.”
Adolphus took out the little story-book. When he
recognized it he quite blushed for shame, for he had
not seen it since he was a child, and a thousand
unpleasant thoughts from the past crowded upon his
memory.
“Open it where the book-mark is,’ Mary said,
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