Harper's New Monthly Magazine

Harper's New Monthly Magazine, February, 1852

About two months afterward, on a warm evening of summer, I entered Vienna in a litter, along with some twelve hundred other wounded men, escorted by a regiment of Cuirassiers. I was weak and unable to walk. The fever of my wound had reduced me to a skeleton; but I was consoled...

Chapters

11. Chapter VIII.

Oh! Helen, fair Helen—type of the quiet, serene, unnoticed, deep-felt excellence of woman! Woman, less as the ideal that a poet conjures from the air, than as the companion of a...

3. Chapter LIII. A Loss And A Gain.

To apologize to my reader for not strictly tracing out each day of my history, would be, in all likelihood, as great an impertinence as that of the tiresome guest who, having ke...

6. Chapter III.

Riccabocca could not confine himself to the precincts within the walls to which he condemned Violante. Resuming his spectacles, and wrapped in his cloak, he occasionally sallied...

1. Chapter LI. “Schönbrunn” In 1809.

About two months afterward, on a warm evening of summer, I entered Vienna in a litter, along with some twelve hundred other wounded men, escorted by a regiment of Cuirassiers. I...

2. Chapter LII. “Komorn” Forty Years Ago.

I doubt if our great Emperor dated his first dispatch from Schönbrunn with a prouder sense of elevation, than did I write “Komorn” at the top of my first letter to Marshal Marmo...

5. Chapter II.

It had not been without much persuasion on the part of Jackeymo, that Riccabocca had consented to settle himself in the house which Randal had recommended to him. Not that the e...

7. Chapter IV.

Randal arrived at the embassador’s before the Count, and contrived to mix with the young noblemen attached to the embassy, and to whom he was known. Standing among these was a y...

9. Chapter VI.

Meanwhile Audley Egerton’s carriage had deposited him at the door of Lord Lansmere’s house, at Knightsbridge. He asked for the Countess, and was shown into the drawing-room whic...

8. Chapter V.

Randal passed a sleepless night; but, indeed, he was one of those persons who neither need, nor are accustomed to much sleep. However, toward morning, when dreams are said to be...

10. Chapter VII.

That evening Harley L’Estrange arrived at his father’s house. The few years that had passed since we saw him last, had made no perceptible change in his appearance. He still pre...

4. Book IX.—Initial Chapter.

Now that I am fairly in the heart of my story, these preliminary chapters must shrink into comparatively small dimensions, and not encroach upon the space required by the variou...