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THE GREAT STONE FACE.
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hands above his head, "I do hope that I shall live to see
him !"
His mother was an affectionate and thoughtful woman,
and felt that it was wisest not to discourage the generous
hopes of her little boy. So she only said to him, "Per-
haps you may."
And Ernest never forgot the story that his mother told
him. It was always in his mind, whenever he looked
upon the Great Stone Face. He spent his childhood in
the log-cottage where he was born, and was dutiful to
his mother, and helpful to her in many things, assisting
her much with his little hands, and more with his loving
heart. In this manner, from a happy yet often pensive
child, he grew up to be a mild, quiet, unobtrusive boy,
and sun-browned with labor in the fields, but with more
intelligence brightening his aspect than is seen in many
lads who have been taught at famous schools. Yet
Ernest had had no teacher, save only that the Great
Stone Face became one to him. When the toil of the
day was over, he would gaze at it for hours, until he
began to imagine that those vast features recognized
him, and gave him a smile of kindness and encourage-
ment, responsive to his own look of veneration. We
must not take upon us to affirm that this was a mistake,
although the Face may have looked no more kindly at
Ernest than at all the world besides. But the secret was,
that the boy's tender and confiding simplicity discerned
what other people could not see; and thus the love, which
was meant for all, became his peculiar portion.
About this time, there went a rumor throughout the
valley, that the great man, foretold from ages long ago,
who was to bear a resemblance to the Great Stone Face,
had appeared at last. It seems that, many years before,
a young man had migrated from the valley and settled at
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