Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 14: what you’re looking at

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13 FLORIDA; OR, THE MON WILL “ Who has not ?” was the reply. “ And so ambitious as she is! I do believe were she wealthy, as she wishes she was so often, she could do every thing. It is a pity she Was not, kept longer at school—she has a wonderful mind. She is not at all like common folks that we see moving about us eyery day. Did you ever notice that? .There’s a sort of dignity even in the way she handles a broom.” “Yes, I haye noticed,” said the youth, speaking with emphasis. “Tl tell you what she puts mein mind, when in motion: of an electric machine highly charged. It seems as if sparks could fly out of her if you but touched her. She is full of power of a certain kind—and can easily influence others. . If she were a teacher, now, in my place, there would be no insubordination—the flash of her eye would settle every thing. She is ont of her place—out of her sphere—but she'll work up to it.. Nature never intended her to be a drudge, even with ali her splendid physical attainments, no more than it did you with, your little taper fingers gna airy form like a sylph.”. . - “QO! hush—no flattery !” laughed Virginia. “ Look there, darling,” he said, pointing through the slim opening to a glowworm-like light. “That’s the moon rising —the beautiful, round moon. In less than twenty minutes we shall see her royal mantle thrown over the hills. And it will flutter, flutter along, till the invisible hands of night carry its. star-like folds and, wrap the old Connecticut in them till she looks like a river of molten silver. I wouldn’t lose the view with you by my side, for the world.. See, how fast the _ darkness opens—here an avenue, there a kingly road. Do you tremble? are you afraid now ?” “ No, I believe not,” sail Virginia, reassured, “ButIam staying too long; Florida will call me to a woful account.” ‘Florida! ywho.cares for her?” cried the youth. “ She is a dragon who eats up all your little joys. Take care that you don’t sow some of her teeth in my heart; though, per- - = Npemacrit I was more like her, I should be dor Se world and. its struggles. This worein® I dian bread.” x Virginia burst. into a mellow laugh. te Conmmiclooolkks.conn