4/18 That wild flow of the hair is perfectly bewitching. I don't wonder Mr.Invincible has grounded his weapons, not I.If I were a young man,--ha, ha!" "I sometimes fear you are," I cried. At this remark she burst into such a wild fit of laughter, I thought she never would cease. It drowned the ringing of the bell, and still kept gushing over afresh. I never cried but once, that I recollect, and that was when a favorite black cat of mine was killed,--maliciously, villanously killed, by an old maid, just because she devoured her favorite Canary. |