In the meantime, while he's waitin' there, I an' the others will see what can be done at the Grange." "But tell me, Donnel; you don't intend, surely, to leave poor Sarah behind us ?" "Eh?
Sarah ?" returned the Prophet.
"Ay; bekaise you said so awhile a-gone." "I know I said so awhile ago; but regardin' Sarah, Rody, she's the only livin' thing on this earth that I care about.

I have hardened my heart, thank God, against all the world but herself; an' although I have never much showed it to her, an' although I have neglected her, an' sometimes thought I hated her for her mother's sake--well, no matther--she's the only thing I love or care about for all that.

Oh! no--go wid-out Sarah--come weal come woe--we must not." "Bekaise," continued Rody, "when we're all safe, an' out o' the raich o' danger, I have a thing to say to you about Sarah." "Very well, Rody," said the Prophet, with a grim but bitter smile, "it'll be time enough then.

Now, go and manage these fellows, an' see you do things as they ought to be done." "She's fond o' Charley Hanlon, to my own knowledge." "Who is ?" "Sarah, an' between you an' me, it's not a Brinoge like him that's fit for her.

She's a, hasty and an uncertain kind of a girl--:a good dale wild or so--an' it isn't, as I said, the! likes o' that chap that 'id answer her, but a steady, experienced, sober--" "Honest man, Rody.