Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. 22, March, 1852, Volume 4.

Rodolphus, whatever may have been his faults, was certainly a very ingenious boy. When he was very young he made a dove-house in the end of his father’s shed, all complete, with...

Lord L’Estrange did not proceed at once to Riccabocca’s house. He was under the influence of a remembrance too deep and too strong to yield easily to the lukewarm claim of frien...

A full and happy hour passed away in Harley’s questions and Leonard’s answers; the dialogue that naturally ensued between the two, on the first interview after an absence of yea...

Toward the evening, Randal was riding fast on the road to Norwood. The arrival of Harley, and the conversation that had passed between that nobleman and Randal, made the latter...

“Pleasant young men, those,” said Levy, with a slight sneer, as he threw himself into an easy chair and stirred the fire. “And not at all proud; but, to be sure, they are—under...

Who has not seen—who not admired, that noble picture by Daniel Maclise, which refreshes the immortal name of my ancestor Caxton! For myself, while with national pride I heard th...

The Baron’s style of living was of that character especially affected both by the most acknowledged exquisites of that day, and, it must be owned, also, by the most egregious _p...

With a slow step and an abstracted air, Harley L’Estrange bent his way toward Egerton’s house, after his eventful interview with Helen. He had just entered one of the streets le...

“Stop; allow me to remind you that I did not introduce you to Levy; you had met him before at Borrowell’s, if I recollect right, and he dined with us at the Clarendon—that is al...

“I like the young man very well,” said the sage—“very well indeed. I find him just what I expected from my general knowledge of human nature; for as love ordinarily goes with yo...