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MIRIAM LUCAS Mr. Holdsworth, I have lost my father. Where is my mother YOU k110w Page 112 By The Very Rev. P. A. Canon SHEEHAN, D. D. MIRIAM LUCAS Author oj, M y New Curate. Luke Delmege, The Blindtiess of Dr. Gray. The Queeus Fillet. etc. L 11 - CONTENTS BOOK I CHAPTER CHAPT I E . R A SLEEPY H OLLOW . . . . . . . . . . PA Q 3 B BOOK I1 XI11 . A WORKNEN C S ONCLAP . . . . . . . . 1 37 XIV . A BREACH OF RULE . . . . . . . . . . 1 47 XV . A MONK I N Ikmm . . . . . . . . . . 156 XVI . Two I R V I E . W . S . . . . . . . . . 1 66 XVII . Prlma A ND SON . . . . . . . . . . . 1 75 XVIII . FROM THE GLEN OF m OAKS . . . . . . . 1 85 XIX . THE G REATS TRIKE . . . . . . . . . . 1 94 XX . SOCIETY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 04 XXI . TEMPTED . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 11 XXII . ON THE TRAIL . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 22 . nAPTER PAGE SSIV . IN TEE TOILS . . . . . . . . . . . 2 45 SXV . REI-ELATIO S S . . . . . . . . . . 251 117.1 . h DI- sa IESSAGE . . . . . . . . . 259 SS1.11 . A SEW SE BT-. LA . . . . . . . . . 2 67 XxVIlI . VSCS MORIATUR PRO POPULO . . . . . 2 76, xXIS . DEFEATED . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 86 XXS . PU SUED . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 98, XXXI . Ho nsrno rRrE D IVIVUS . 307 . LLXII . COYOTE . . . . . . . . . . . . . 315 XiXIII . Wo rtlssl l i s s o . . . . . . . . . 3 23 n S I V . ESPL. SATIOSS . . . . . . . . . . 330 . XLYV . A DEFEXCE A SD ITS REWARD . . . . . . 3 39 XXYVI . - 4 QCEST A SD A EESCUE . . . . . . . 349 SSXTII . BAFFLED A GAIS . . . . . . . . . . 3 60 XXXVIII . I s BL. CK VELL . . . . . . . . . . . 373 XLYIS . ABSOLVED . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 82 1 . A NEW HEXVEX A XD A NEW EARTH . 388 XL1 . FOUXD . . . . . . . . . . . . . 397 XL11 . ON THE WINGB O F THE STORM . 407XL111 . ANSTIEC ABROLL R S E TURN . 416 XI, IIT . THE I XEVITABLE . . . . . . . . . . 4 28 XLV . THE OWLS NEST . . . . . . . . . 437 SLII . KEMESIS . . . . . . . . . . . . 445 XLVII . THE UPLI IX O C F THE CURSE . 454 BOOK I BOOK I ON a very hot afternoon in the early summer of 188-two young Trinity students rode leisurely along the precipitous highway that runs from Cuskinny Bay in the Great Island to that psrticularly romantic and picturesque, spot, known as the East Ferry. They had passed through Cuskinny demesne, and on the borders of the little bay had held m academical discussion about the Advisability of bathihg there. Hugh Ireton, the elder of the two, who was the. laziest, but most popular man in his college was emphatically for stopping and plun ging in, especially as the tide was just on the ebb, and the huge boulders that obstruct the bay were not visible. Arthur Ashley voted a direct negative. I came out for a plunge in the briny, he said. TFvas for that we borrowed our gallint steeds but I have a decided objection to an amalgam of fresh and salt water. I take my liquor neat, externally as - well as internally. And Hugh Ireton, too lazy to offer resistanee tb the superior will, acquiesced, and they rode on in silence. When they came opposite Redington House, Ireton again pointed to the clear blue waves beneath, that were just then asleep under the sub, with only a thin collar of, foam to mark that they were living. Ashley shook his head. The same. objection holds here, he said. 1 shall have no estuary water, nor diluted seawater today. I must have the Atlantic, OF nothing, Hugh Ireton reined in his horse, and looked aghast at his companion. That means crossing the Feny, hesaid slowly. By all means, or two or three, if necessary. We have the day to ourselves, dinner at seven we might as well be here as anywhere else, and - Twopence to pay Twopence to pay Who knows, old Socrates l All right, said the fatalist. They were soon at the Ferry, and beckoned for the pontoon, which was at the other side...