This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1837 edition. Excerpt: ...gig stands next." Mary's heart sank and in spite of herself she turned pale, and unwilling to go she still hung back. " Am I to ride with Antheny," she said--" I was engnged to--I theught--are you not going with him?" Heaven's hew bashful these lovers are," said Mrs. Watson, laughing, " I go with him! now you know Mary you would tear my eyes out if I did. No, I am ' to ride with Egbert--you do not know what compliments he paid me, about his happiness in driving such a beautiful creature--hem! You sec other people have not all the pretty widow's prattle, could keep his i tion from it. Antheny seemed conversing earnestly on some theme of great interest, most probably his love, Egbert theught. Mary was looking down in soft confusion he imngined, while the odious Allen was peering under her bonnet, and gazing into these soft blue eyes, as if to read his answer there. Egbert did not see the pale sweet face of Mary expressive of suffering alone; he could not hear the repeated inquiries of her cousin if she were not ill, and if he sheuld stop and get her a glass of water--he persisted in thinking them lovers, and his spirit grew wild w ith the theught. His companion called his attention off for a moment, and when he ngain looked forward, the arm of Antheny was around his cousin tenderly pressing her to him. The widow laughed merrily. " Well! well!--you see I was right, Master Antheny is pressing his suit in earnest." Maddened with the sight, Egbert gave his herse a furious cut, determined no longer to be a witness to their happiness. Mary heard him coming--she would not for worlds he sheuld sec the tears which were raining over her face, and imngine they flowed from disappointed affection, she wiped...