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Updated: June 11, 2025
Long buried thoughts rose up from the innermost recesses of his being, and rushed upon his brain in a deluge of remembrance and regret. What! after all these years, had the ghost of his first love, the little self-slain maiden of his boyhood's dream, risen to avenge herself in the life of his son?
It may have been the ache in his head or the oppressive languor that seemed to possess his body, but throughout the prayer that followed the sermon he was conscious chiefly of a great longing for his mother's touch upon his head, and with that a longing for his boyhood's sense of the friendly God in his heart.
Blake was glad to escape his garrulous acquaintance, and had heard enough of his sombre annals. He walked out, and wandered far o'er moor and fen, o'er hill and valley, by many an unforgotten path, he wandered past his boyhood's school, where he heard again the laughing shout that seemed scarcely to have died away from lips now silent long.
"Remember our boyhood's days; remember our youth, passed at school together. We were college chums, and " "No; not quite," interrupted Dick Harvey in disgust. "We were at Oxford together, but never chums." "You were never the sort of man that one would care to chum with," added Harkaway. "Never!" "Take him away." Hunston gave a loud yell of despair, and gazed around him.
"The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years," it is because, like April showers, they but checker the spring of our existence.
It was still for me the Benton of the fur trade and the steamboats and the gold rush my boyhood's Benton half-way to the moon the ghost of a dead town. At Goodale I had sought a substantial town and found a visionary one. At Benton I had sought a visionary town and found a substantial one. Philosophy was plainly indicated as the proper thing.
Their thoughts were all bent now upon the holiday scenes of the past. As they finished the meal and cleared away and washed the dishes they related incidents of their boyhood's time, compared, reiterated, and embellished. As they talked they grew jovial, and laughed often. "The skee broke an' you went over kerplunk, hey? Haw, haw! That reminds me of one time in Wisconsin "
The night went on, and Standish waked the second watch and dismissed the first, but still himself took no rest, nor felt the need of it, as he paced up and down, his outward senses alert to the smallest sign, and his memory roaming at will over scenes for many years forgot; over boyhood's eager days, his mother's tenderness, his father's death upon a French battle-field, his own early days as a soldier, his home-coming to find Barbara acting a daughter's part to the dying mother Rose ah Rose!
Now he was engaged to Christine, the girl who had been his boyhood's sweetheart; a girl whom he had not seen for years. He wondered if she believed that he loved her. He sat up, frowning. He did love her of course he did; or, at least, he would when they were married and settled down. Men always loved their wives decent men, that is. He tried to believe that.
But even in his moral desperation, he hung his head, for a flush of his boyhood's bright ambitions returned to shame him. An old song jingled in his memory, "When I first put this uniform on." He lapsed into a bitter reverie! The soldier of fortune was finally aroused from a brown study by the impassive steward presenting two great dishes.
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