Category: Historical Novels
“The rarest and finest features of the blonde and the brunette combined; look at her hair and brow! It is as if the purple lustre of Italia’s vines lay upon the snow of Switzerland’s Alps,” said a young English gentleman, of some twenty years of age, and from whom the air of t...
“The rarest and finest features of the blonde and the brunette combined; look at her hair and brow! It is as if the purple lustre of Italia’s vines lay upon the snow of Switzerl...
2. CHAPTER II. “THE LOVE CHASE.Colonel Compton and family, traveling at leisure in their private carriage, reached the Blue Ridge on the fifth, and Winchester on the seventh day of their journey, and went imm...
3. CHAPTER III. THE FUGITIVE BELLE.“What’s become of ‘Marguerite’ Since she gave us all the slip-- Chose land travel, or sea faring, Box and trunk, or staff and scrip, Rather than pace up and down Any longer this...
4. CHAPTER IV. LOVE.“Forbear that dream! My lips are sworn apart From tender words; mine ears from lover’s vows; Mine eyes from sights God made so beautiful; My very heart from feelings which move...
5. CHAPTER V. THE EXCESS OF GLORY OBSCURED.“Muse, Grace, and Woman--in herself All moods of mind contrasting-- The tenderest wail of human woe, The scorn like lightning blasting; Mirth sparkling like a diamond shower Fro...
6. CHAPTER VI. THE WIFE’S RETURN.“She had moved to the echoing sounds of fame-- Silently, silently died her name; Silently melted her life away As ye have seen a rich flower decay, Or a lamp that hath swiftly b...
7. CHAPTER VII. THE VISITOR.Spiritually speaking, there is no such thing as time or space, as measured by numbers. For often moments in our experience drag themselves painfully on into indefinitely protrac...
8. CHAPTER VIII. LOVE, WAR AND BETROTHAL.“Her mother smiled upon her bed, As at its side we knelt to wed, And the bride rose from her knee; And she kissed the lips of her mother dead Or ever she kissed me.” --E. B. BRO...
9. CHAPTER IX. FALLING ASLEEP.“Oh, Mother Earth, upon thy lap Thy weary ones receiving, And o’er them, silent as a dream, Thy grassy mantle weaving, Fold softly in thy long embrace, That heart so worn and br...
10. CHAPTER X. THE ORPHAN BRIDE.“Come, Margaret, come, my child, it is time to go home,” said Mrs. Houston, gently trying to raise the orphan from her kneeling posture by the grave--“come, dear Margaret.”
11. CHAPTER XI. THE MYSTERIOUS CORRESPONDENT.“You old villain! Do you dare to defy me here on my own premises? I’ll see about this!” exclaimed the lady, in a voice more shrill than ladylike, as with a flushed face and exci...
12. CHAPTER XII. THE DAUGHTER’S FIDELITY.More than fifteen months have elapsed since the close of the last chapter--months, replete with the destiny of nations as of individuals. First, the prospects of peace through t...
13. CHAPTER XIII. PERSECUTION.“They said that guilt a shade had cast Upon her youthful fame, And scornful murmurs as she passed Were mingled with her name. In truth, it was a painful sight As former friends...
14. CHAPTER XIV. MARTYRDOM.“Mother, mother, up in heaven! Stand upon the jasper sea And be witness I have given All the gifts required of me; Hope that blessed me, bliss that crowned, Love that left me wi...
15. CHAPTER XV. NIGHT AND ITS ONE STAR.Major Helmstedt had caused secret investigations to be set on foot, that had resulted in demonstrating, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that Margaret Helmstedt and William Dawson...