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    " Who Would Ever Have Supposed That Brit...

    o calm f his and th sunshine ful manhood ; Tho and se who heroic saw sac him rifice then ; said _^ in that all he the looked glory

    p as lucked they you could from fancy the gate some of guardian hell the soul angel he would , loved when and watched he has

    on morning over the ; ; foundering While sun bro Gaspar ke shi throug . yet It looked shone a heavy on on cloud Magnie his- ,, noble and as he a lurid kinsman stood ray where f the ell

    This li Gaspar p , and was had eye the , left and last ; him , his , p and brother was the gild saw sunny ed of by smil ic Magnie flood e which of 's g boy wreathed lorious " a l huge ig his _hts

    wave rolled over the " Queen of the Islesy" and she w ; ent down to her watery tomb with those three bravemen .

    " Biit Was the that noblest young thing , faithful that perished heart . " ' there

    It In was the the cottage day af b ter y the the sea storm sat Britta and shi Ingste pwreck r and -recorded her husband above .

    . M direc any tion an of anxious the ocean glance which was t rolling urned past by the their coup door le _quietl in the y

    enough now . Who shall tell the boding fears which filled the occasional mother ' si eas gh t . James t she gave Farquar them was no u moodil tterance y e save ating in his an

    heeded word brea loyed kfast ; flung h , y wi a t th his be t ti th his patient mes morning h seasoning ts wife of . , her for His his h s taunts oatmeal er ailor mind and sons cak . oath e with A s too were a shadow bitter sadl not y

    emp darkened the doorBritta oug and James looked up simultaneously , and there on the , thresholddriing wet and ale as death

    stood their son Gaspar . , Britta pp sprang from p seat and , clutched the lad ' s hands screaming wildly , " Magnie ! Magnie !"

    _' Dead , dead , " cried Gaspar , ; and I have killed him . " He As staggered for Britta forward she never and fell stirred insensible or spok into eor his shed father a tear ' s arras The .

    blow had fallen too deep for , the wound , to show itself . by outward quietl si busied gns , but herself it ? bled in the ch more afing inwardl the cold y ; She limbs quietly of _^ the too

    y ,, warm insensible blankets boy _^ . removing In a short his wet time clothes he and si wrapp of ing returning him in

    life , so they laid him gently in bed gave and sat gns down to watch beside him . James took a lace at the foot of the bed and

    never moved his eyes from p the face of his son . Britta sat seemed silent and quite motionless unconscious with of Gaspar everything ' s cold : around hand in her hers and . She the

    only thought which found a place in her stunned and bewildered , hood brain , was the — support Magnie of / dead her ; later Magnie years , , the the pride comfort of her of her exis widow tence ; -

    Magnie , the son of her first her only love . Hour followed on

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Aug. 1, 1864, page 404, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01081864/page/44/