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Tracy Park

CHAPTER XLVI
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I went to school and learned what other girls like me learned--to read and write, and knit and sew, and fear God and keep His commandments.

People called me pretty.

I don't know that I was, but he told me so when he came to me one day as I was knitting under a tree in the park.

He had a picture made of me as I was then, and it is on the wall, but I have pawned it for the rent, as I have almost everything.' 'Oh, Jerrie!' Marian exclaimed at this point.
But Jerrie's face was buried in Maude's pillow and she made no response.
So Marian read on: 'He came many times, for I was always there waiting for him, I am afraid; but when he said he loved me, and wanted me for his wife I could not believe it, he was so grand, so like nobility, and I so poor and plain.

Then mother died suddenly--oh, so suddenly--well to-day--dead to-morrow--with cholera, and I was left alone.
'"Gretchen we must he married now," he said to me, the night after the funeral; and I answered him, "yes, we must be married;" and we were, the next day, in the little English Church, by Mr.Eaton, the pastor.


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