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The Dark Year of Dundee, by the Author of 'sunset in Provence'.
The Dark Year of Dundee by the Author of 'sunset in Provence' Author:Deborah Alcock General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1867 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: IV. JfruUs . of i[ie ' The shadow had passed from her heart and brow, And a deep calm filled her breast; For the peace of God was her portion now, And her weary soul found rest." Lays of the Kirk and Covenant. IV. Jfruits of | HE Duncans walked home from the East Port in thoughtful silence, which Mary Wigton did not feel inclined to disturb. Her own heart was full of new strange feelings, which she could not as yet understand or arrange ; but they filled her with joy, and with a love which seemed to pour itself forth on every one around. She could not join in Janet's lamentations over the spare meal that awaited their return, for was it not provided by that heavenly Father of whose love she had just heard, and would he not send whatever they really needed ? To her it was a feast; and she quietly enjoyed the luxury of a clandestine transfer of more than half her own portion to poor Archie, who, being a healthy, growing boy, suffered keenly from the want of sufficient food. At length they began to discuss the sermon; it was little Effie, the youngest of the party, who introduced the subject. "Didna yon man on the gate speak braw words o' the guid Lord Jesus ?" she said, addressing Jamie, who was very fond of her. " I didna ken ye were minding him, bairnie." "Ou ay, I minded every word. I never heard the like before." "There's mair than you can say that, Effie, dear," added Mary, with a beaming face. "God be thankit for thae guid words. Mony's the sair heart they'll hae healed the day." " Weel," said Janet, " I dinna think sae muckle on't. He seemed to jalouse we were a by-ordinar sinfu'...« less