Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine
O young reader, whoever thou art,--or reader, at least, who hast been young,--canst thou not remember some time when, with thy wild troubles and sorrows as yet borne in secret, thou hast come back from that hard, stern world which opens on thee when thou puttest thy foot out o...
I went out--and to see Francis Vivian; for, on leaving Mr Trevanion, I was not without anxiety for my new friend's future provision. But Vivian was from home, and I strolled fro...
12. CHAPTER VI.The ceremony in the town-hall passed off with the greatest _éclât_; and the dinner was probably thought the finest part of the day's entertainment by all but the newly re-establ...
5. CHAPTER XLIII."If," said my father--and here his hand was deep in his waistcoat--"if we accept the authority of Diodorus, as to the inscription on the great Egyptian library--and I don't see...
11. CHAPTER V.Great were the discussions, all that day, among the English party in the hotel--the father concealing his disappointment at the behaviour of his fellow nobles, under an exaggera...
9. CHAPTER III.Mr Bullion was sitting in the parlour, apparently in deep and pleasant contemplation; for the corners of his mouth were involuntarily turned up, and he inspected the calf of his...
3. CHAPTER XLI.I entered Trevanion's study. It was an hour in which he was rarely at home, but I had not thought of that; and I saw without surprise that, contrary to his custom, he was in his...
2. CHAPTER XL.And my father pushed aside his books, and rose hastily. He took off his spectacles, and rubbed them mechanically, but he said nothing; and my uncle, staring at him for a moment,...
10. CHAPTER IV.Suddenly a great noise was heard in the street, and interrupted the lectures of father and aunt on the dignity of position and the pride of birth. Miss Lucretia and Louise ran t...
1. PART IX.--CHAPTER XXXIX.O young reader, whoever thou art,--or reader, at least, who hast been young,--canst thou not remember some time when, with thy wild troubles and sorrows as yet borne in secret,...
6. CHAPTER XLIV.After breakfast the next morning, I took my hat to go out, when my father, looking at me, and seeing by my countenance that I had not slept, said gently--
8. CHAPTER II."Well, since you speak like a Christian, I won't refuse; but do be a good, kind, communicative old man, and tell us what has kept you so long. Do tell us who that hideous man is."
4. CHAPTER XLII.We came back to my father's house, and on the stairs we met my mother, whom Roland's grave looks, and her Austin's strange absence, had alarmed. My father quietly led the way to...