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LAST WORDS.
The next day was Sunday, and a goodly troop of young and old set forth to church .-- some driving, some walking, all enjoying the lovely weather and the happy quietude which comes to refresh us when the work and worry of the week are over.

Daisy had a headache; and Aunt Jo remained at home to keep her company, knowing very well that the worst ache was in the tender heart struggling dutifully against the love that grew stronger as the parting drew nearer.
'Daisy knows my wishes, and I trust her.

You must keep an eye on Nat, and let him clearly understand that there is to be no "lovering", or I shall forbid the letter-writing.

I hate to seem cruel, but it is too soon for my dear girl to bind herself in any way,' said Mrs Meg, as she rustled about in her best grey silk, while waiting for Demi, who always escorted his pious mother to church as a peace-offering for crossing her wishes in other things.
'I will, dear; I'm lying in wait for all three boys today, like an old spider; and I will have a good talk with each.