Beadle's Dime Novels No. 20: Florida; or, The Iron Will — page 43: what you’re looking at

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FATHER AND MOTHER. 4) presence. What do you think, Virginia, of my claiming you then and there ?” . “O! no, no!”—Virginia shrunk away. “OQ! yes, yes!"—he laughed a light, happy Jaugh—then sprung to his feet with a violent exclamation of pain. “ Parker, you are ill!” cried Virginia. “ Tt is nothing”—his hand pressed heavily against his side -=“nothing, but—l could never be convivial. Strange, is it not? Whenever I laugh with any degree of heartiness, this terrible pain shoots through—literally tears through my side. Now I have frightened you, timid one. I assure you it is all “ Very certain—don’t think of it again. It is, I suppose, constitutional. I remember my mother was troubled with it.” “ Your mother! she is not living, is she ?” queried Virginia. “No.” Why did the crimson rush to the very roots of his hair? “She died years ago—not with disease though—she was killed with care and trouble.” “You remember her? or did she die before you were ” - “ Remember her!” he cried, with a passionate energy, that sent the blood rushing over his face again. “Ay! I do remember her. Virginia, I can not tell you how beautiful and loving she was. You, more than any woman I have ever seen, remind me of her. My poor, suffering, angel- * mother !” , é Some sudden emotion overpowered him; he covered “ Did your father die before her?” ces | Simple and natural as the question was, Virginia had to regret it. He turned sharply round, his face as deathly white as it had been crimson before. “Why did you ask that, Virginia?’ His voice sounded unnatural! San ameesT-aeovs known” she answered, half crying. My father—is not dead,” he said, in a hoarse voice. Ne re eee et mech. abide: more, Virginia—that we may not: never again?’ be added, bitterly —* I do not know my Eomichooks.com >.