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  EYEBRIGHT.



  _A STORY._



  By SUSAN COOLIDGE,

  AUTHOR OF "THE NEW YEAR'S BARGAIN," "WHAT KATY DID,"
  "WHAT KATY DID AT SCHOOL," "MISCHIEF'S THANKSGIVING,"
  "NINE LITTLE GOSLINGS."


  With Illustrations.


  BOSTON:
  ROBERTS BROTHERS.
  1894.


 _Copyright_,
  By Roberts Brothers.
  1879.


  UNIVERSITY PRESS:
  John Wilson & Son, Cambridge.




  CONTENTS.


  CHAPTER                                  PAGE

    I.  LADY JANE AND LORD GUILDFORD          1

   II.  AFTER SCHOOL                         18

  III.  MR. JOYCE                            43

   IV.  A DAY WITH THE SHAKERS               66

    V.  HOW THE BLACK DOG HAD HIS DAY        85

   VI.  CHANGES                             104

  VII.  BETWEEN THE OLD HOME AND THE NEW    122

 VIII.  CAUSEY ISLAND                       143

   IX.  SHUT UP IN THE OVEN                 166

    X.  A LONG YEAR IN A SHORT CHAPTER      188

   XI.  A STORM ON THE COAST                204

  XII.  TRANSPLANTED                        226




EYEBRIGHT.




CHAPTER I.

LADY JANE AND LORD GUILDFORD.


[Illustration: "THE FALCON'S NEST."]

It wanted but five minutes to twelve in Miss Fitch's schoolroom, and a
general restlessness showed that her scholars were aware of the fact.
Some of the girls had closed their books, and were putting their desks
to rights, with a good deal of unnecessary fuss, keeping an eye on the
clock meanwhile. The boys wore the air of dogs who see their master
coming to untie them; they jumped and quivered, making the benches
squeak and rattle, and shifted their feet about on the uncarpeted
floor, producing sounds of the kind most trying to a nervous teacher.
A general expectation prevailed. Luckily, Miss Fitch was not nervous.
She had that best of all gifts for teaching,--calmness; and she
understood her pupils and their ways