“Nous verrons, my dear—come, are you ready?” and throwing a light scarf over the shoulders of her friend, away they lightly tripped.
The breakfast scene passes the powers of my pen. That Emma Willis at once recognized in our hero the daring youth who had so pertinaciously sought her, the vivid blush upon her cheek at once betrayed, and that the recognition was not displeasing, the sequel will testify. As for Auburn—no matter—suffice it to say that ere long Emma sat to him for her portrait—not for her lover, as Kate once maliciously hinted, but for her parents, ere they bestowed the dear original upon our happy hero.
Kate did attend her friend’s wedding before she left the village, and Mr. and Mrs. Henry C. Auburn are now in Italy.
THE WINGED WATCHER.
(WRITTEN OFF THE CAPE OF GOOD HOPE.)
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BY FANNY FORESTER.
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PART I.