Aftermath / Part second of A Kentucky Cardinal""

ne hundred and twenty-one. The inhabitants of the globe are enriched by the same stupendous unit; the solar system

became a dew-hung belfry of chimes, ringing a welcome to the heir of this old house and of these old trees-to the dispenser of seed

arge and the lines ruled across it are so many that I am deeply mortified over this solitary entry at the top. But surely Georgiana and I would have to live far past the ages of Abraham and Sarah to fill it with the requisite wealth of offspring, beginning as we do, and being wit

e air. Let me hood myself with parental

e of anatomy, he will show us, for instance, what it is to be master of the science of vital functions. When he regards it necessary to do anything, he does it instantly and perfectly, and the world may take the consequences and the result. He forthwith addresses himself to fresh comfort and new enterpr

of the world large enough for the cradle of his life, but the illimitable void filled with floating spheres, out upon the myriads of which, with his poor, puzzled, human eyes, he will pitifully gaze; when time shall not be his instant of action, but two eternities, past and future, along the baffling walls of which he will lead his groping faith; and when the questioning of his stoutest years shall be: Whence came I? And what am I? Why here for a little while? Where to be hereafter? A swi

m their burden of large white drops. About the yard the red-rose bushes fall away from the fences, the lilacs stand with their purple clusters hanging down as heavily as clu

eld her for the first time. How unlike the same day one year back. Again I was in the strawberry bed, again Georgiana came to window and spoke to me as

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eedle-work and lace, and for the first time she had put on the badge of her new dignity, a little white cap of ribbons and lace, the long wide streamers of which, edged with lace, lay out upon the counterpane like bauds of the most delicate frost. The fingers of one hand rested lightly on the child be

erto there has but been a union with the woman I love. She stretched out her hands to me, almost

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he bent over the child

the least attentio

y has bestowed the least attent

house! It is your duty

e behaves as though he owned it. I'm nobody

r the child, glanced up with a look

hing so old be

ot be the first bachelor to do that. At present this youngster is

cting movement, leaned nearer

him to leave the room

re is one thing I'll not stand; if he ever comes between me

which I stood looking down upon my so

day?" she asked, suddenly seriou

e and putting my arms around her, "you know that

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d, wet leaves, bending them apart for the sight of as much as one scarlet lobe, that I might take it in to her if only for remembrance of

ugh, and lifted from the

memory coming out upon her face. Then having touched the wet blosso

an through her. At the same time she looked

down, and she put her ha