Vivia - 1875 Author:Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER IT. MOUNT STORM. How (hoek'sg ir.u-t thy summon! be, O death 1 To him thai Ib at ease in bis possessions. Who counting on long year s of p easure h... more »ere, la quite u a fniniched for the world to come 1—Blair. All was quiet in the sick room. Strong oaken shatters without, thick canvas blinds within, and heavy crimson moreen curtains warmly lined, and let down from ceiling to floor, kept out all sound of the storm. A thick, soft Turkey carpet, stole all noises from the feet of her who glided through the chamber. The ormolu clock on the mantle-piece had been stopped, lest the noise of its ticking, sounding preternaturally loud in the stillness of the room, should fret the ear of the sleeper. The taper of chased gold that stood upon the ebony stand between the two windows, was shaded with a green globe. Before the glowing fire in the grate, stood a Chinese screen of green silk that tempered the light and heat. Heavy crimson moreen curtains, warmly lined like those at the windows, hung from tester to rollers, around the tall four-posted bedstead, upon which lay the form of a dying man—Colonel Malmaison, of Mount Storm and Red Ridge. The watcher in his room was Ada Malmaison, the widow of his younger son. A slight noise from within the curtains, caught the attentive ear of the soft-footed lady. "Ada?" " My dear father 1" "Where are yon—I do not see you my child." " Here I am, dear father," she said, gliding to the bedside and putting back the curtain. "Ada 1 there came a letter, and there is a ship in—did I not hear some one say so—or—how was it, Ada 1" " Yon only fancied it, dear sir. Yoar head has been a little excited ; you are better now." " Ah 1 yon think 1 am wandering in mind, but I am not —I am not. Oh 1 Ada, I dreamed—I dreamed. H...« less