Confessions of a Too-Generous Young Lady; With a Later Continuation

Confessions of a Too-Generous Young Lady; With a Later Continuation

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 edition. Excerpt: ...the silvery gossamer floated on the drowsy breeze, and the yellow corn whispered its fairy music as the wind-path marked it slightly, we--that is, papa and mamma, the lovers and myself--set out to spend a day in the woods, and amidst the ruins. Lily and I, and Mr. Adolphus were on horseback: papa and mamma, a servant and the stout hampers, containing all sorts of delicacies, not forgetting papa's favourite pates, followed in the pony-carriage. I was rather averse to go, at first, for old, happy memories had haunted me, tauntingly, since the painful excitement I had undergone, on meeting Algernon so unexpectedly and tryingly, and had rendered me unfit to enjoy any amusement; besides the associations of the place were rather humbling. Papa, however, insisted that I should go, which I thought rather strange under the circumstances, especially as he had always been indulgent to perfection, of all my whims and fancies. But perhaps he was right, for the bright sunshine, and the beautiful scenery that surrounded us, as we cantered along sweet, winding lanes, or up gentle ascents, did much to charm away my troubled thoughts. We put up our horses at a farmhouse, close by the forest, left our hampers within the magic circle of the ruined walls, with the servant, and went off for a stroll in the wood shades. Of course, the lovers soon found a path for themselves; of course, papa and mamma, as all papas and mammas do on such occasions, soon found that they had seen enough, and came to the conclusion that it would be desirable to rest on the prostrate trunk of a noble oak that lay temptingly in their way, and, of course, I, as the odd person of the party, was left to ramble alone, uncared for and unsought. Was it strange then, that I became almost...
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  • Paperback | 30 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 73g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236926447
  • 9781236926449