Blackwoods Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 59, No. 365, March, 1846

Frank Trevelyan, one morning on opening his eyes, was surprised to discover his friend, Mr Vernon Wycherley, (whose lameness was by this time sufficiently amended to permit him...

"Ten--fifteen--thirty--all plump full-weighted coins of Fernando Septimo and Carlos Quarto. Truly, Jaime, the trade thou drivest is a pleasant and profitable one. Little to do,...

Twice has Mr Warren de Fitzalbert closed a chapter for us, and put us under lasting obligation. Fain would we introduce that very important personage to the reader's more partic...

In a town that shall be nameless, but which was situate somewhere or other in the West of England, there lived some years since--no matter how many--a young man, called Job Vivi...

The two years that followed Job's untoward accident, instead of mending his fortunes, had only added to his embarrassments--all owing to his being just a hundred pounds behind t...

"It's no good your talking, Aby," said a diminutive gentleman, with a Roman nose and generally antique visage; "you must do the best you can for yourself, and get your living in...

Frank Trevelyan was so much taken aback by a sight so totally unexpected, that his confident assurance for the moment forsook him, and with a countenance suffused with blushes,...

Whilst the domestic _tête-à-tête_, feebly described in the foregoing chapter, was in progress, the nobleman, more than once referred to, was passing miserable moments in his tem...

It was a lovely morning, notwithstanding it was November--the rain had wholly ceased, and the clear and almost cloudless sky showed every indication of a fine day; so that Frank...