Em's husband

On the cliff-bounded stream! When it is summer noon, And all the land is still, But on the water’s face The merry breeze is playing, Whitening a ripple here and there. H. ALFORD.

“Well, runaway! Where have you been all the morning?” briskly inquired John Palmer as he ran down the front steps to meet his favorite daughter as she came up the heavily-shaded...

Face to face with the true mountains, Standing silently and still, Drawing strength from fancy’s dauntings, From the air about the hill, And from nature’s open mercies, And most...

Red Wing was a misnomer, since it was not really a wing, but a separate building, on the northeast corner of the manor-house and much older than the old hall.

“Miss Palmer! You here! What a surprise! I did not know it was you until you turned your face. I am _very_ glad to see you!” exclaimed the young man heartily, offering his hand.

To the isolated family in the Wilderness Manor the sight of a stranger was a rare event, and the entertainment of a guest an unprecedented one. So Ronald Bruce’s frank acceptanc...

I see a small, old-fashioned room, With paneled wainscot high; Old portraits round in order set, Carved, heavy tables, chairs, buffets, Of dark mahogany. And there a high-backed...

That lonely mansion stood upon a cliff, By a great mountain spring—just elevate’ Above the winter torrents did it stand, Upon a craggy brink; and now it wore One sober hue; the...

The course of true love never yet ran smooth; For either ’twould be different in blood, Or else misgrafted in respect of years. Or else it stood upon the choice of friends; Or,...

The spell, The mightiest upon earth—the spell of love, Familiar, mutual, requited love— Shall be upon thee; and its charmed power Shall at each moment, at a wish, call up More w...

They seem to those who see them meet, The worldly friends of every day; Her smile is still serene and sweet, His courtesy is free and gay; Yet if by one the other’s name Should...

You may as well go stand upon the beach And bid the main flood bate his usual height; You may as well use question with the wolf Why he hath made the ewe bleat for the lamb; You...

The next morning Em. awoke to the memory of the preceding day’s events—her unkind dismissal by Mrs. Bruce; her immediate engagement by Commodore Bruce; Ronald’s unaccountable ab...

When I had seen this hot love on the wing, As I perceived it first, I tell you that, If I had played the desk, or table book, Or given my heart a winking mute and dumb, Or looke...

Em. had not seen her father for a week, and during that separation from him she had, for some incomprehensible reason, thought of him only from first impressions—as she had know...

Heaven, forming each on other to depend, As master, or as servant, or as friend, Bids each on other for assistance call, Till one man’s weakness makes the strength of all. Wants...

She took the fruits of my advice;— And he, repulsed—a short tale to make— Fell into a sadness, thence into a fast, Thence to a watch, thence into a weakness. SHAKESPEARE.

Yes! There, holding the girl’s eyes spellbound by her mesmeric gaze, stood the Wonder of the Wilderness, the mysterious being known as the “White Spirit,” yet not in the traditi...

Better to hope, though the clouds hang low, And to keep the eyes still lifted, For the sweet blue sky will soon peep through, When the ominous clouds are drifted. There never wa...

“Well, Em. Palmer, and where have you been? I had been expecting you home for more’n an hour, and was just thinking of sending Tom to look for you, for fear something had happen...

Heaven has to all allotted, soon or late, Some happy revolution of their fate; Whose motions, if we watch and guide with skill, (For human good depends on human will,) Our fortu...

Hope bids me hope! In that consoling word Is peace and comfort to my soul restored. None without hope has loved the brightest fair. For love can hope where reason would despair....

“Oh, Miss Emolyn!” exclaimed Mrs. Palmer, so overcome with emotion at the very sight of the lady that she sank down at once into the arm-chair which Em. quick as thought wheeled...

A smile of hers is like an act of grace; For when she smiles, a light is on her face, A clear, cool kindliness, a lunar beam Of peaceful radiance, silvering o’er the stream Of h...

Oh, brightly is bedeck’d your bower, and gorgeously your halls; Here treads the foot on springing buds, and there on velvet falls: The massive curtains’ graceful flow, the vase,...

Marble walled and crystal windowed, Vailed with silken drapery, Dressed with ornaments of silver, Interlaid with gems and gold; Filled with carvings from cathedrals, Rescued in...

The Lady of Edengarden made out for her the programme of a course of reading which she recommended the girl to pursue, and Em. gratefully and gladly devoted a few hours of every...

“Yes,” said the Lady of Edengarden to herself on the morning after her eventful conversation with Em., and while she and her young companion sat together in the blue parlor, eng...

It was a glorious autumn day. The sky, of a deep and brilliant hue, was without a single cloud. The moss-covered mountain rocks on the right hand and the wooded hills on the lef...

A hundred thousand welcomes! I could weep And I could laugh—I’m light and heavy! Welcome! A blight begin at the very root of his heart Who is not glad to see thee! Welcome! SHAK...

Much in the stranger’s mien appears To justify suspicious fears. On his dark face a scorching clime, And toil, hath done the work of time— Roughened his brow, his temples bared....

“Better so,” sighed the poor tramp to himself, as, when ejected from the study, he paused in the front hall, which happened for the moment to be deserted. “Yes, better so. I cam...

“Here I am! Here is your disreputable-looking cousin! I had better proclaim my name and rank, lest the good doctor has not prepared you to meet a ragamuffin!” said a voice from...

And doth not a meeting like this make amends For all the long years I’ve been wandering away? To see thus around me my youth’s early friends, As smiling and kind as in that happ...

Prythee, say on; The setting of thine eye and cheek proclaim A matter of moment. I go, I go; look how I go; Swifter than arrow from the Tartar’s bow. SHAKESPEARE.

Great was the wonder in the drawing-room when Dr. Willet entered, and after a sweeping bow that took in the whole circle, went straight up to Leonidas Bruce and said:

At length Em. arose softly from her seat beside old Commodore Bruce, and went over and seated herself beside Susan, put her arms around the poor woman’s neck, kissed her, and mu...