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Belle of Lynn
" You are the * Belle of Lynn,' " he said to her, with a smile. " I have heard of nothing else since I came here. All the masters of that dull old grammar-school, and half the pupils too — "
" They are very kind," she replied, shyly, " but I do not know any of them, and I did not know that they had given me that name."
" They speak of you always as the Belle of Lynn," he replied. '^ Are you content to be the belle of a village ? "
" Lynn is Aot a village," she answered, gravely.
" What is it, then ? " he asked.
" Lynn is a county town, quaint and old-fashioned — full of historical interest. It is of far more importance than any village could be."
" Then you are content to be the Belle of Lynn ? " he repeated ; and with a smile bright as the snnshme around her the young girl answered :
" Yes, I am quite content. I should be content to be any one or anything if only for the happiness of living in this beautiful world."
He looked around him — on the green trees, the shining waters, and the blue sky, thinking to himself that the face before him was the most beautiful of all things upon which he gazed.
" I never thought," he said, " when I took up my abode at the Clover Farm that I should have the privir lege of being so near to you. What a fortunate thmg it is. for me ! You will say that I exaggerate, but it is true that the very sight of you brings to my mind all that i^
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