Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 42 of 130
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 42: what you’re looking at
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44 Se few he il @ FLORIDA; OR, THE IRON WILL. came over her; she almost wished Ae might not be in the ola place. It was an experience to her so novel that she could not reconcile herself to it. There was a step—yes, he was looking for her—he was near—close by her side. Nothing. was felt now save the joy of meeting. S Miy:delting? my emt mg Cited! he weagerge: postion ately, kisses falling between the words. “QO, Parker! I have been so unhappy without you !” she cried, almost hysterically. “ And so have I, away from you, my dearest,” replied the young man, who, feeling that success had crowned his endeavors, never had seemed so brilliantly beautiful before ; “but then I have been gone for some purpose. Now I can claim you—now you are no longer in the power of that splendid ogress, Miss Florida the indomitable. Come, our old seat is waiting for us.” | They sat down together, she feeling that ail the happiness . of her life had been as nothing to the ecstasy that thrilled her beside him. Yes, Florida should acknowledge that her choice was a wise one. He, to whom she had given heart and soul, would yet electrify the world by his genius) With bashful eagerness she scanned the face that hope had made so bril- liant. Surely it was like no other human countenance. The eyes so Iuminous with soul—the vivid crimson of the cheeks, like, yet unlike, the blush of a gentle woman—the firm, beau- tifully-eurved lips—and the rich abundance of waying hair that, with a poet’s conceit, he allowed to fall upon his shoulders. O! yes, shé might look the world through and not find his equal. | ~ . “ Well, and what have our old friends been larly my favorite Miss Madge Spicer ?” he asked, with a light laugh. “Of course she don’t intend to let me alone. What will she say when she hears the news, | wonder ?” “J don’t dare to think of it,” said Virginia, with cheeks. * OF course you Knew she-will xy: to injure 9ou.” ts “ Let her,” he replied; “I ee ere: But about Florida—what are her plans ?” = detailed them. “Good! so ’'m invited to tea, am I ?—that is, I to honey and milk, to say nothing of the nectar of your a conmicldooolkks.conn