Wlliam Gilmore Simms
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Novel (Romance) | The Reprint Company | 1975, 1976
Transcription 38JOSCELYN
to the desk, and proceeded to put his papers in order. This done,
he closed up doors and windows, and mounted his horse, a powerful
black charger which stood fastened to a neighboring tree; and, once
seated, he presented as noble an aspect of knighthood as ever shone
in ancient tournament.
He rode fast, and it was not long before, having traversed
something like a mile and a half, he stopt in front of a neat cot-
tage, the entrance of which was gracefully festooned with flowers.
This was his lodging place. He had board here, with an excellent
old lady, Mrs. Kirkland, a widow, well known and respected in
all the neighborhood. He looked up as he drew nigh to the gate.
A beautiful girl sat at one of its windows, as he gazed and caught
her eye. She immediately ran and passed out of sight. The cloud
suddenly overshadowed his brows, his lips were sternly compressed
on the instant, and he murmured bitterly as he rode slowly to the
stable:
"Ay, it is even so! I am not one whom she can abide to behold.
She can see but through the eye of sense, and the cripple offends
her sight ! Oh, God! why, with all this strength on which I pride
myself, must I be still so weak? To waste a precious love on so
frail a thing! I must assert my mind my manhood! Bitter though
the medicine, I must cure me of this heart-fever, lest I grow to
scorn myself."