A New Home - Who'll Follow?; Or, Glimpses of Western Life
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General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1841 Original Publisher: C. S. Francis Subjects: Frontier and pioneer life Michigan Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary Fiction / Westerns Literary Criticism / Women Authors Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy...
MoreGeneral Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1841 Original Publisher: C. S. Francis Subjects: Frontier and pioneer life Michigan Fiction / Historical Fiction / Literary Fiction / Westerns Literary Criticism / Women Authors Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: CAAPTER VIII. Notre Bagesso n'cst pas moins '� la merci de la fortune que nos biens. ROCHEFOUCAULT. Your hone's hoof-tread sounds too rude, So Hilly is the (olitude. Scott. Our breakfast-table at -- House was surrounded by as motley a crew as Mirth ever owned. The standing ornament of the upper end was a very large light blue crape turban, which turban surmounted the prolonged face of a lady, somewhere (it is not polite to be exact in these matters) between forty and fifty, and also partly concealed a pair of ears from which depended ear-rings whose pendants rested not far form the Apalachian collar-bones of the dignified wearer. This lady, turban and earrings, were always in their places before the eggs came, and remained long- after the last one had disappeared -- at least, I judge so; for I, who always take my chance (rash enough in this case) for a breakfast, never saw her seat vacant. Indeed, as I never met her anywhere else, I might have supposed her a fixture, the production of some American Maelzel, but that the rolling of her very light grey eyes was quite different from that of the dark Persian orbs of the chess-player; w hile an occasionalword came to my ear with a sharp sound, even more startling than the ' Echec' of that celebrated personage. Another very conspicuous member of our usual party was a lady in mourning, whom T afterwards discovered to be a great beauty. I had indeed observed that she wore a greaLm...
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