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The scheme for the establishment of our island home comprehended several minor industries. This isle of dreams, of quietude and happiness; this fretless scene; this plot of the Garden of Eden, was not to be left entirely in its primitive state.
How their hearts beat to pain, how utterly oblivious they were of everything in life save each other's presence, how tumultuously confused were mind and manner, both might remember afterwards, but certainly were not conscious of then. It was a little glimpse of Eden.
Even groceries, and a taste of the stuff they sell in town for "bacon ham" to be sniffed at and to become the butt for all the goodwives in the parish no tea, for Mary Lyon knew where that could be got better and cheaper, but a Pilgrim's Progress for a neighbour lad who was known to be fond of the reading and deserved to be encouraged lastly, as a vast secret, a gold wedding-ring which could not be bought without talk in Eden Valley itself.
"Yer help would be better than yer advice, old feller," replied Bounce, as he stepped upon the ridge or mound which Marston and his companion had just quitted. "Lend a hand; we'll take a spell here. I do believe my shoulder's out o' joint. There, gently that's it." "Wall, I guess this is Eden," cried Big Waller, gazing around him with unfeigned delight.
And in his face there was an expression that haunted her. For a while she struggled with memory. But memory is a magician that declines to be coerced. Now and then it will pull its victim by the sleeve, as it had pulled at Eden, yet turn to interrogate and a dream is not more evanescent. But still she struggled with it.
Eden noticed all that, and remembering that his friend had once been quite as fastidious about his dress as himself, he was a little shocked at his appearance. In a few minutes they were seated at a table where they were served with an excellent luncheon, with plenty of variety in it, although it did not include locusts and wild honey.
Very truly does M. Taine say, "These three syllables, as used across the channel, summarize the history of English society." Democracy may make self-confident retorts to such a statement and fling back the question "When Adam delved and Eve span, where then was the gentleman?" All the more pity that a gentleman was not present in Eden!
He landed and walked about, till he saw an immense tree, with leaves as big as the sails of a ship. When it was the Five Hundred and Thirty-second Night, Seeing this he said, 'Who and what art thou? Quoth the bird, 'I am one of the birds of Eden and followed Adam when Allah Almighty cast him out thence.
These instinctively made me feel that, no matter how friendly I might be, there was no danger of their trying to assert an equality, which I suppose has existed among the members of the human family since shortly after the expulsion from Eden. With Esmerelda the case was different. That day I betook myself to the Mill Road with a good deal of expectancy.
And, meanwhile, I know Eden well enough to be aware that until he does she will decline to listen to me." Maule had reached the upper part of the Avenue. The night was chill and clear as our December nights are apt to be. There was a foretaste of snow in the air, and in that foretaste a tonic.
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