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Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 162 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=9mm, Gew.=245gr, Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: Purchase of t… More...

Internationaler Buchtitel. In englischer Sprache. Verlag: Cambridge Scholars Publishing, 162 Seiten, L=152mm, B=229mm, H=9mm, Gew.=245gr, Kartoniert/Broschiert, Klappentext: 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 III. " Can no man tell of my unthrifty son ? If any plague hang over us, 'tis he." SHAKSPEARE. I Have already told my readers that Mr. Winterburn attended us in our two daily walks, when we marched three deep for an hour's exercise; and after a time, I could not help remarking, that, upon every occasion, he made a point of passing a small cottage, situated on the common, nearly opposite that celebrated tavern, whose sign, like the song of the cuckoo, " mocks married men," with its golden antlers. As I generally placed myself near the usher, I observed that he always cast a look at the inmates of a room on the first floor, through the muslin curtain of which, a pair of bright eyes welcomed him most kindly. The name of Mrs. Galton, dress-maker, appeared on a brass plate; and the number of nimble fingers that were seen plying round a table, upon which was strewed a variety of silks and nets, showed that it was the work-room of this suburban Maradan. One day, as we passed near the cottage, Winter- burn suddenly addressed me, when the attention of the other boys was occupied with a Punch's puppet-show, and requested me to leave a small packet at the garden entrance. To this proposition I gladly assented; and, as I rang the bell, the door opened, and a girl of fourteen years of age came forward, and, with maiden bashfulness, received the packet. Before I could recover from my surprise, occasioned by the exquisite loveliness of the light-footed fay, she had retired; and, from the window, acknowledged with her sparkling orbs of light, the gratification she felt towards the usher, the promoter of her happiness. During the brief moment thisbright creature stood before me, I had sufficient time to notice the beauty of her countenance, and the perfect symmetry of h...<