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Stories by American Authors, Volume 1 (1884)

by Bayard Taylor (Contributor), William Henry Bishop (Contributor), H. C. Bunner (Contributor), Rebecca Harding Davis (Contributor), Brander Matthews (Contributor)1 more, Albert Webster (Contributor)

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Book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1884. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... WHO WAS SHE? By Bayard Taylor. COME, now, there may .as well be an end of this Every time I meet your eyes squarely I detect the question just slipping out of them. If you had spoken it, or even boldly looked it; if you had shown in your motions the least sign of a fussy or fidgety concern on my account; if this were not the evening of my birthday, and you the only friend who remembered it; if confession were not good for the soul, though harder than sin to some people, of whom I am one, --well, if all reasons were not at this instant converged into a focus, and burning me rather violently in that region where the seat of emotion is supposed to lie, I should keep my trouble to myself. Yes, I have fifty times had it on my mind to tell you the whole story. But who can be certain that his best friend will not smile--or, what is worse, -* Atlantic Monthly, September, 1874. cherish a kind of charitable pity ever afterwards-- when the external forms of a very serious kind of passion seem trivial, fantastic, foolish? And the worst of all is that the heroic part which I imagined I was playing proves to have been almost the reverse. The only comfort which I can find in my humiliation is that I am capable of feeling it. There isn't a bit of a paradox in this, as you will see; but I only mention it, now, to prepare you for, maybe, a little morbid sensitiveness of my moral nerves. The documents are all in this portfolio, under my elbow. I had just read them again completely through, when you were announced. You may examine them as you like, afterwards: for the present, fill your glass, take another Cabafia, and keep silent until my " ghastly tale" has reached its most lamentable conclusion. The beginning of it was at Wampsocket Springs three years ago last summer. I...… (more)



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Taylor, BayardContributorprimary authorall editionsconfirmed
Bishop, William HenryContributormain authorall editionsconfirmed
Bunner, H. C.Contributormain authorall editionsconfirmed
Davis, Rebecca HardingContributormain authorall editionsconfirmed
Matthews, BranderContributormain authorall editionsconfirmed
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