To Take A Dislike To A Young

I Go Too Long Without Picking Up A Good Book, I Feel Like I've Done Nothing Useful With My Life.

The Memory Is Sometimes So Retentive, So Serviceable, So Obedient-at Others So Bewildered And Weak-and At Others Again, So Tyrannic, So Beyond Control!

From The Very Beginning— From The First Moment, I May Almost Say— Of My Acquaintance With You, Your Manners, Impressing Me With The Fullest Belief Of Your Arrogance, Your Conceit, And Your Selfish Disdain Of The Feelings Of Others, Were Such As To Form The Groundwork Of Disapprobation On Which Succeeding Events Have Built So Immovable A Dislike; And I Had Not Known You A Month Before I Felt That You Were The Last Man In The World Whom I Could Ever Be Prevailed On To Marry.

He Was The Proudest, Most Disagreeable Man In The World, And Every Body Hoped That He Would Never Come There Again.

If You Will Thank Me '' He Replied Let It Be For Yourself Alone. That The Wish Of Giving Happiness To You Might Add Force To The Other Inducements Which Led Me On I Shall Not Attempt To Deny. But Your Family Owe Me Nothing. Much As I Respect Them I Believe I Thought Only Of You.