Beadle's Dime Novels No. 14 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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28 THE EMERALD NECKLACE. CHAPTER IV. THE WORKING OF THE CHARM. ‘Tis the middle of night by the castle clock, And the owls have awakened the crowing cock, To whit !—tu whoo! With new surprise, — s ails them my beloved child ?”’ The n said—his daughter wild, Made answer, ‘* All will yet be well!" I ween, she had no_ power to te Aught else, so mighty was the spell. COLERIDGE. _ ‘Tse party was a pleasant -little affair. Pennon amused himself with observing the peculiarities of some of the more plain of the country people about him, not ill-naturedly, but with the love of acquainting himself with new varieties of men which a citizen of the world has. He was cosmopolitan through and through—could have made himself friends and a home any where, unless it might be among the Battakers, that race of savages of whom the Countess Ida Pfeiffer even was a little afraid. He had traveled East ahd West, North and South, and knew how to make himself a favorite at that little country festivity. His picture was much talked of and admired, and some very original criticisms and remarks passed upon it. Clematis, and Kitty Parker, her black-eyed friend, played cotillions for the others to dance. Kitty sympathized with him very much because of his sprained ankle, and his inability to dance; and he, as he could not lead off a cotillion with her, told her tales of what he had seen and heard, that interested her very much. But his eyes and his thoughts followed Clematis. : When the company had all gone, as he limped off to bed upon the arm of Julien Percy, whose aid he was obliged to comliclsooks.com