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Tales at the Fire Side, Or, a Father and Mother's Stories
Tales at the Fire Side Or a Father and Mother's Stories Author:Emily Clark General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1817 Original Publisher: Printed by and for P. Norbury Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com... more » where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: STORY III. COQUETRY. The drops that hang upon the leaves Are beauteous, but deceitful prove; The slightest blast will shake them off, And such was Mary's love. Chambers. HENRIETTA had quitted the church about a quarter of an hour, and was proceeding down the shady lane that led to Oakton-Park, when accidentally turning to look back, she perceived two strangers following her. The conspicuous dress of the elder of the two made herinstantly recognize him; a glaring red handkerchief encircled his neck -- his shirt was fastened with an immense gold brooch, nearly large enough for a breast plate, and the rest of his attire exactly resembled the habiliments of a groom ; yet with . all this singularity he had the air of a gentleman. His companion was not handsome, but had an interesting, noble countenance, with quite the appearance of a man of fashion. Henrietta heard him endeavouring to dissuade his friend from addressing her, but all in vain ; -- suddenly he advanced forwards, and taking hold of her arm, accosted her in the following manner. " By God you are the prettiest girl I have seen in this out of the way place, come, tell me where you live, that I may write to you; will you meet me and tell me where ? -- Hunting after such. game as you is the best spovt." Hq was continuing in this strain; without waiting for an answer, whileHenrietta struggled to disengage her arm from his grasp, when Lord Rothsay came unexpectedly before them; he was on horseback, and the winding of the woody lane had coacealed him from their sight. " Ah, Stratford -- Harr...« less