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Cissie Vane.
IN Miss Silver's Sunday-school class was a little girl of the name of Cissie Vane. She was a motherless bairn, who, sad to say, was generally in somebody's way. In the bygone times, which had so nearly faded away from Cissie's memory, she had been as happy as the day was long. She and her father had lived together in the country (her mother had died when Cissie was a tiny mite), and there Mr. Vane had painted his pictures, the sale of which just kept the little home going and the wolf from the door.