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Updated: June 27, 2025
She had told her joy in lisping accents to "Dolly," whose stoical indifference was very provoking, especially when she knew she was going to see "her dear, white-haired old grand-papa," who had never yet looked upon her sweet face; although pen and ink had long since heralded her polite perfections.
Among the "unrecognized dead" by the late RAILROAD ACCIDENT, was a female child, about three years of age; fair complexion and hair; had on a red dress, green sack, white apron, linen gaiters, tipped with patent leather, and white woolen stockings. Poor little pet! Poor old grand-papa!
What did they die of?" "Of me." "Of you?" "Yes. I am an epidemic, grand-papa, a scourge, such as the world has not known. Those young men drowned themselves for love of me." He came towards her. "Do you realise, girl, what this means to me? I am an old man. For more than half a century I have known this College. To it, when my wife died, I gave all that there was of heart left in me.
"I do believe you're a little proud of me." "Heaven forgive me, I believe I am. A grandfather's heart But there, good night, my dear. Let me light your candle." She took her cloak, and followed him out to the hall table. There she mentioned that she was going away early to-morrow. "To the convent?" he slyly asked. "Ah, don't tease me, grand-papa." "Well, I am sorry you are going away, my dear.
Will no one save my dear grand-papa?" cried Phoebe. And placing the little girl at the side of her aunt, Jesse again mounted the blazing staircase. For a few moments all gave him up for lost But he returned, tottering under the weight of a man scarcely yet aroused from heavy sleep, and half suffocated by the smoke and flames. "Miss Phoebe! he's safe, Miss Phoebe!
Bless your hearts, children, I reckoned you would have a merry time of it about Christmas, and have your pockets filled with all sorts of nice things, that would come by way of affectionate remembrance from grand-papa down to the fourth cousin; and you would bring to mind lots of boys and girls that had no one to give them a picture-book as large as a cent, and who couldn't read it if they had one.
He evinced a profound interest in the family history, insisted on having the details of its early alliances, and professed a great pride in it, which he had inherited from his father, who, though he had allied himself with the daughter of an alien race, had yet chosen one with the real azure blood in her veins, as proud as if she had Castile and Aragon for her dower and the Cid for her grand-papa.
"Nonsense, my dear child," he replied, disengaging himself. "I didn't give it a thought. If the young men chose to be so silly as to stay away, I I " "Grand-papa, haven't you been told YET?" "Told? I am a Gallio for such follies. I didn't inquire." It is your duty, even your privilege, to GUARD. Is it not?
"But suppose, grand-papa" and, seeing in fancy the vast agitated flotilla of crinolines, she could not forbear a smile "suppose all the young ladies of that period had drowned themselves for love of you?" Her smile seemed to nettle the Warden. "I was greatly admired," he said. "Greatly," he repeated. "And you liked that, grand-papa?" "Yes, my dear. Yes, I am afraid I did.
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