A Night on the Borders of the Black Forest

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Author: Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards ISBN: 9781465531032
Publisher: Library of Alexandria Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint: Language: English
Author: Amelia Ann Blanford Edwards
ISBN: 9781465531032
Publisher: Library of Alexandria
Publication: March 8, 2015
Imprint:
Language: English
NEW YORK FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY 1890 My story (if story it can be called, being an episode in my own early life) carries me back to a time when the world and I were better friends than we are likely, perhaps, ever to be again. I was young then. I had good health, good spirits, and tolerably good looks. I had lately come into a snug little patrimony, which I have long since dissipated; and I was in love, or fancied myself in love, with a charming coquette, who afterwards threw me over for a West-country baronet with seven thousand a year. So much for myself. The subject is not one that I particularly care to dwell upon; but as I happen to be the hero of my own narrative, some sort of self-introduction is, I suppose, necessary. To begin then—Time: seventeen years ago. Hour:—three o'clock p.m., on a broiling, cloudless September afternoon
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NEW YORK FREDERICK A. STOKES COMPANY 1890 My story (if story it can be called, being an episode in my own early life) carries me back to a time when the world and I were better friends than we are likely, perhaps, ever to be again. I was young then. I had good health, good spirits, and tolerably good looks. I had lately come into a snug little patrimony, which I have long since dissipated; and I was in love, or fancied myself in love, with a charming coquette, who afterwards threw me over for a West-country baronet with seven thousand a year. So much for myself. The subject is not one that I particularly care to dwell upon; but as I happen to be the hero of my own narrative, some sort of self-introduction is, I suppose, necessary. To begin then—Time: seventeen years ago. Hour:—three o'clock p.m., on a broiling, cloudless September afternoon

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