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him to supply the requisite means. He engaged the 

 men and selected the spot that very evening. 



Next day the well was commenced and advanced 

 rapidly towards completion, the water for family use 

 being carted in the mean time from a distance in 

 barrels. What the deacon over the way must have 

 thought when he saw the excavation progressing 

 and the water cart regularly every morning passing 

 in front of his door, no one knows ; for not a word 

 did he say. He could not have had an easy c<.)nscience 

 nor a pleasant time, however, for Harry had not put 

 his foot on the premises, and consequently Katy's 

 eyes were almost as full of water as the barrel. 



It was a long way down to the region of water, 

 and if truth, as is generally believed, lies so deep, 

 there is no wonder it is rarely reached ; but the 

 effort was at length successfid, and when the liquid 

 vein was struck the crystah fluid j^roved plentiful, 

 half filling the deep well. 



The water carts ceased their journey, the work- 

 men were discharged. Deacon Hartley had a well of 

 his ov\Ti, Harry felt independent ; but there was 

 something else wanted. The latter had not exactly 

 evaded Katy, who he knew was pining to see him, 

 but, feeling his pride hurt, had not taken as great 

 pains as he might to have thrown himself accidental- 

 ly in her way. She had felt this neglect, and now 

 when his pride Avas satisfied hers was aroused, and 

 she kept herself carefully in-doors. 



It took a week to build the well, and a week had 

 elapsed since — that was two weeks of misery, all 



