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One forenoon, during entle tap at my

chamber door I immediately said, "Come in, Priscilla!" with an acute

sense of the applicant's identity Nor was I deceived It was really

Priscilla,--a pale, large-eyed little woh into her teens to be, at least, on the outer liirlhood),

but much less wan than at my previous view of her, and far better

conditioned both as to health and spirits As I first saw her, she had

re their best to

vegetate a the bricks of an enclosed court, where there is scanty

soil and never any sunshine At present, though with no approach to

blooirl had human blood in her

veins

Priscilla came softly to my bedside, and held out an article of

snohite linen, very carefully and smoothly ironed She did not seem

bashful, nor anywise embarrassed My weakly condition, I suppose,

supplied a medium in which she could approach me

"Do not you need this?" asked she "I have htcap!

"My dear Priscilla," said I, shtcap in my