Cousin Harry Author:Elizabeth Caroline Grey 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 IV. As he approached his bungalow, the melancholy sound of a cornopean reached his ears, giving forth the notes of a Scotch song, with the words of wh... more »ich he was but too familiar:— " Hame, hame, hame, 'tis hame I fain wad be ; Oh ! hame, hame, hame, to my ain countree. When the flower is i' the bud, and the leaf in a' the tree, The lark shall sing me hame in my ain countree. Hame-, hame, hame, 'tis hame I fain wad be, Oh ! hame, hame, hame, to my own countree." " Poor boy !" the listener murmured, whilst the tears started to his own clear blue eyes, " you shall have your desire." The plaintive strains had ceased, the musician thrown himself back on his couch; his large languid eyes fixing themselves, tearless, but distended, on a little tuft of English daisies cherished in a flower-pot, ever since he had come to the country; a canary-bird he had also brought with him—a present from his sister—in a cage beside him, and many other simple English mementoes, which, in conspi- puous contrast with the Indian-like objects surrounding him, were touching evidence of the child-like clinging nature of the young exile's tastes and sensibilities. "What would England be to me?" the compassionate spectator again soliloquized, " however, I may love it, in comparison to you, poor Harry. Pity, indeed, that these simple tastes and innocent yearnings should be suppressed and borne down by the coarse,animal, worldly existence you are destined to lead in this country; that what is now so comparatively pure and beautiful in your composition, should be shrunk and withered up as your daisies soon will be, by the fierce, destroying sun-power." He had entered unperceived by the other, on whose shoulder he now gently but firmly pressed his kindly hand. The young man...« less