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her, and drove her back; then she rushed to a 

 door leading into a dressing-room, but more was 

 falling there; great lumps of plaster, mortar, and 

 dust. At last she ran into her own room, from the 

 verandah, and down the side stairs into the garden, 

 which was east, and did not get so much damage as 

 the west. The poor child, without knowing it, had 

 clung to her fiddle and bow, and appeared with 

 them tightly clasped in her hands, after getting, in 

 a dazed way, down those tottering stairs ; and I 

 embraced them all together without even seeing 

 they were there. Ah ! Unda, Unda ! the little God 

 of Love did later what in those days not even an 

 earthquake could do make you abandon your 

 fiddle ! 



Four to five minutes were occupied in these 

 alarming occurrences; then Poonia stood near, 

 with something ragged in his hands, and no 

 expression whatever on his countenance. In his 

 high, thin child's voice he asked : 



"Where shall I plant these Calladiums ! " 

 " Calladiums ! ! " They were the last things 

 on earth I cared about, just then; but he had 

 been sent for them before the earthquake, so his 



