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These pages have been poorly written if he who reads has not discovered that I aed by events, or disheartened by misfortune God had sufficiently armored ht for whatever light of guidance therethe most of it Yet the intense, unanticipated loneliness of that bare hut chilled my blood, and I scarcely recall aand tortured by fears, for the return of De Noyan

In truth the rough conclusions voiced by the angry sectary merely confirmed my own fear I had marked within the eyes of Naladi--drea lashes--no promise of tenderness of heart I believed it was seldom she inclined to mercy, seldoe I acknowledge freely I felt to soic influence of her soft, sinuous beauty, which I doubt if any nized her from the first, even as she stood wrapped in the sun's rays on the rock summit, as one who, by instinct and nature, was scarce less a savage than her ift ofsmile of a woman not entirely unacquainted with the courtesies of refine the polite graces of a reception-rooe life-story? How ever carace of ed leader over such a people? It was not so odd that a clever, resourceful woman, driven perhaps by necessity, should have made unscrupulous use of their dohter of the Sun," have obtained supre of such an assumed character would not prove difficult to her, while their servile worship of the protesting Puritan, whose red hair alone had elevated hiht be deceived, and led slaves by subtle ic Yet as the woman? Whence came she? Why should she ever have chosen such a life?

And Eloise! Through what uised dislike of this Amazon? To what fate would this un to remain chained and helpless at such a ti visited upon another, upon one you know and love, and yet be unable to uplift hand or voice in warning I arievously when held in leash, co of the unknown