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CONTENTS OF VOL. III.

CHAP. PAGE
I.[ "You called me, and i came home to your heart" ]1
II.[ "O, to what end, except a jealous one?" ]29
III.[ "And all your honour in a whisper lost" ]57
IV.[ "Smite his hard heart, and shake his reptile soul" ]94
V.[ "I'll join with thee in a most just revenge" ]109
VI.[ "When screech-owls croak upon the chimney-tops" ]127
VII.[ "The smiles of nature and the charms of art" ]157
VIII.[ "Still the pale dead revives, and lives to me" ]168
IX.[ "The devil's dead, the furies now may laugh" ]198
X.[ "The little hearts where light-winged passion reigns" ]227
XI.[ "There is another and a better world" ]250
XII.[ "And the last pang shall tear thee from his heart" ]288

MOHAWKS

CHAPTER I.

"YOU CALLED ME, AND I CAME HOME TO YOUR HEART."

Another revolution of the social wheel. Summer was over, and Twickenham, Richmond, Bath, and Tunbridge Wells were deserted for the new squares and narrow streets between Soho and Hyde Park Corner. The theatres in Drury Lane and Lincoln's Inn were open every night, the opera-house in the Haymarket was crowded, and drums and assemblies, concerts and quadrille-parties, filled the very air with excitement. 'Twas said the young people were younger than they used to be, and all the old had grown young. The new reign began in a blaze of gaiety; King and Queen, flushed with the sense of power, delighted to occupy the first place after having so long held the second rank; conscious, too, of a handsome exchequer, and a clever minister who could change stones into gold; at peace with other nations, and with leisure to enjoy themselves.