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to Europe and was now devoted to the sister of my friend John Andrews. They had come down to the farm once or twice and the moonlight nights under those twisted oaks which abound on that ridge of land, in the soft air of the prarie the sounds of the banjo and guitar and youthful voices kept alive the romance which in deep seated in every youth of my age Lucy Andrews became Mrs John King and is the mother of splendid sons, but for a number of years she occupied the supreme place in my thoughts. A very foolish custom had been for my mother to give to each of us boys on our 21st birthday a diamond pin. It was well that this both went out of fashion and was terminated by my Father's circumstances of the 23rd of September