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The Last of the Foresters

CHAPTER XIX
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These were the first traits of the child, she was scarcely more, which struck a stranger.
But she grew in beauty as you conversed with her.

She had the most delightful voice I have ever heard--the kindest and most tender smile; and one could not long be in her company without feeling that good fortune had at last thrown him with one of those pure beings which seem to be sent down to the earth, from time to time, to show us, poor work-a-day mortals, that there are scales of existence, links as it were, between the inhabitants of this world and the angels: for the heavenly goodness, which sent into the circle which I lived in such a pure ray of the dawn, to verify and illumine the pathway of my life--thanks--thanks! "How beautiful and graceful she was! When she ran along, singing, her fair golden locks rippling back from her pure brow and rosy cheeks, I thought a sunbeam came and went with her.

The secret of Redbud's universal popularity--for everybody loved her--was, undoubtedly, that love which she felt for every one around her.

There was so much tenderness and kindness in her heart, that it shone in her countenance, and spoke plainly in her eyes.

Upon the lips, what a guileless innocence and softness!--in the kind, frank eyes, what all-embracing love for God's creatures everywhere! She would not tread upon a worm; and I recollect to this day, what an agony of tears she fell into upon one occasion, when some boys killed the young of an oriole, and the poor bird sat singing its soul away for grief upon the poplar.
"Redbud had a strong vein of piety in her character; and this crowning grace gave to her an inexpressible charm.


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