She Had A Fierce Pleasure In The

But The Trees Were Gorgeous In Their Autumnal Leafiness - The Warm Odours Of Flowers And Herb Came Sweet Upon The Sense.

How Shall I Ever Tell Aunt Shaw?' She Whispered, After Some Time Of Delicious Silence. 'let Me Speak To Her.' 'oh, No! I Owe It To Her, - But What Will She Say?' 'i Can Guess. Her First Exclamation Will Be, "that Man!" ' 'hush!' Said Margaret, 'or I Shall Try And Show You Your Mother's Indignant Tones As She Says, "that Woman!"

Well, He Had Known What Love Was-a Sharp Pang, A Fierce Experience, In The Midst Of Whose Flames He Was Struggling! But, Through That Furnace He Would Fight His Way Out Into The Serenity Of Middle Age,-all The Richer And More Human For Having Known This Great Passion.

She Thought In Would Be Awkward For Both To Be Brought Into Conscious Collision; And Fancied That, From Her Being On A Low Seat At First, And Now Standing Behind Her Father, He Had Overlooked Her In His Haste. As If He Did Not Feel The Consciousness Of Her Presence All Over, Though His Eyes Had Never Rested On Her!

I Look At [books] As A Child Looks At Cakes - With Glittering Eyes And A Watering Mouth, Imagining The Pleasure That Awaits Him.