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Simms, William Gilmore, 1806-1870

"Charlemont; Or, the Pride of the Village. a Tale of Kentucky"

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"Hush, hush, Warham," was the mild rebuke of the senior; "you go
too far--you are irreverent. As for this maiden, I still think her
very beautiful--of a high and noble kind of beauty. My eyes may be
bad;--indeed I am willing to admit they are none of the best; but
I feel certain that they cannot so far deceive me, when we consider
how nigh we were to her."
"The matter deserves inquiry, uncle, if it were only to satisfy
your faith;--suppose we ride back, both of us, and see for
ourselves--closely, and with the aid of the green spectacles? Not
that I care to see farther--not that I have any doubts--but I wish
you to be convinced in this case, if only to make you sensible of
the frequent injustice to which your indulgence of judgment, subjects
the critical fastidiousness of mine. What say you; shall we wheel
about?"
"Why, you are mad, surely. It is now sunset, and we have a good
eight miles before we get to Holme's Station."
"But we can sleep in Charlemont to-night. A night in this earthly
Eden--"
"And run the risk of losing our company? Oh, no, most worthy nephew.


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