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"'T is a goodly sight a sweet and fair country," said the Captain half aloud, and Alden just pausing to note that his last pebble had gone down the throat of the saker, turned to inquire, "What is it, master?"
Seven houses now lined The Street, leading from the Rock to the Fort, and of these the highest on the northerly side was that of Captain Standish, built so near to the Fort indeed, that John Alden, if so idly minded to amuse himself, could easily salute each gun of the little battery with a pebble upon its nose.
So the ice was broken between them; which filled Montague with a vast relief. But he was still dimly touched with awe for he realized that this must be the great Mrs. Billy Alden, whose engagement to the Duke of London was now the topic of the whole country. And that huge diamond ornament must be part of Mrs. Alden's million-dollar outfit of jewellery!
At last the sound of music and laughter lured them to the main hall, and there they found Madge surrounded by children and young people, little Nellie Wilder clinging to her side the most closely, with Mr. and Mrs. Wilder looking at the young girl with a world of grateful good-will in their eyes. "Oh, Miss Alden, sing us another song," clamored a dozen voices.
"Open the door of the House of Life to me! Send someone to love me and to take me away, for Christ's sake Amen!" The Crystal Ball "Am I late, Lady Mother?" Madame Marsh turned toward Alden with a smile. "Only five minutes, and it doesn't matter, since it's Saturday." "Five minutes," he repeated.
I said the Time and Tide did circumscribe my Visit. She gave me a Dram of Black-Cherry Brandy, and gave me a lump of the Sugar that was in it. She wish'd me a good Journy. I pray'd God to keep her, and came away. Had a very pleasant Journy to Salem. November 1. I was so taken up that I could not go if I would. November 2. Midweek, went again, and found Mrs. Alden there, who quickly went out.
The experiment was rather daring, but wholly successful, as she took care to have green leaves between her hair and the blossoms. When she went down, Madame and Alden were waiting for her, Alden in evening clothes as usual and Madame in her lavender gown. "You look like a nymph of Botticelli's," commented Alden, with a smile.
Germany knows that; England knows it; Austria knows it; and from the jackstaff of the late Bavarian, now renamed the Alden M. Peasley, in honor of my first grandson, there floats " J. Augustus Redell raised his index finger, enjoining silence: "Now then! One, two, three! Down, left, up!
"They meant to be polite," said Bessie, "because we are going to meet them." "It is too late to be polite," Mrs. Westgate replied almost grimly. "They meant to overawe us by their fine manners and their grandeur, and to make you lacher prise." "Lacher prise? What strange things you say!" murmured Bessie Alden. "They meant to snub us, so that we shouldn't dare to go to Branches," Mrs.
The poet, Longfellow, was a descendant of Priscilla Alden, and he had often heard the story of the courtship of Priscilla by Miles Standish, through John Alden as his proxy. It was said to date back to a poem, "Courtship," by Moses Mullins, 1672. The magic words of romance, "Why don't you speak for yourself, John?" are found in this early narrative.
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