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 *ly; "and he seemed so fond of her; and was it not kind in him to bring her here for me to see her? Oh! my dear old friend; Pashemet, my brother. Oh, I am so glad he has got somebody to love him!" And the clear, smiling, truthful blue eyes, looking full into her own, satisfied the grandmother that her unowned fear was misplaced.

"Allie," she said, laughing, "an' do ye mind the day an' ye wa' but an idle wean, an' he fished ye up out o' the water, an' brought ye hame to me on his bock?"

"Do I remember it? To be sure I do. I should be ungrateful indeed if I could ever forget it. It was all my own carelessness too. I remember it as well as if it were but yesterday it happened. I reached too far over the boat to get a water-lily I wanted; and I not only went over myself, but I upset the boat. I shall never forget how I went down, down, down—it seemed as if I should never reach the bottom; and then I saw Pashemet coming down after me, like a great fish-hawk; and he picked me up, and swam ashore with me. I was thoroughly frightened for once in my life; and then the