Beadle's Dime Novels No. 47: Tim Bumble's Charge — page 40: what you’re looking at

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a $8 TIM BUMBLE’S CHARGE. chung from. their delicate stems, while the fragrance of all Arabia’s: seemed gathered there. They walked along the brilliant length. . “Here is a plant we brought from Paris,” said Harrison, moving some huge leaves to show a cluster of purple red berries, shining as if sprinkled with fine dew. “ And what do yon call it ?” she asked. : “The French name is insignificant,” was his reply. “I have given it another—I call it Coraline.” The look that accompanied this little speech, more than the matter itself, brought a deep flush to the cheek of the young gitk- wi af “You thought of your friends then, when you were away.” “T thought of you, Miss Cora,” be answered, in a low voice, and her heart beat heavily as she listened. “I thought W ever,”—his voice trembled—“ if ever I might call, you mine, there would be no happier man on earth than 1” This was abrupt, and found Cora speechless. A thousand emotions rushed over her mind—the predominant one love, pure and holy almost as an angel’s might be—and yet all wete shadowed by the darkest forebodings, notwithstanding the security his family seemed to feel. That beautiful eye! she had once seen it lighted with the fires of madness; that cheek had been white with the pallor of insanity—those hands had _ clutched wildly at the air, and more than once thinned the locks on his own head. There was but one gleam of hope— it was not believed to be hereditary. But might it not be, and the family unaware of the fact? Supposing it had not appeared for three, four or five generations, and the records had been blotted out. One look at him, and all dread, all foreboding vanished ; but as soon as she turned away, there came a dark cloud and settled on her soul. Meantime his glance was resting upon her—so full of the tenderest love. “You will excuse me,” she said, confusedly, “if I do not answer you now. I must have time—to—consult my—” “ As long as you please,” he said, softly, yet passionately, Weg ee ee For years I have ee comliclooks.com