The Romance and Tragedy by William Ingraham Russell
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with every pretty face. Life in her eyes had its serious side and
she was well equipped mentally to test the true ring of those with whom she came in contact. The following day I wrote Miss Wilson at length, reiterating and enlarging on all that I had said, telling her I would wait until she felt she could give me a definite answer, and begging her not to hasten her decision if it was to be negative. If I had any fear at all it was on this point--that she might feel it imperative to decide the matter promptly, while I was prepared to wait, years if necessary, rather than to take from those lips which I so eagerly longed to press to mine own in love's first caress, the relentless, cruel--no. Miss Wilson's contemplated visit to Connecticut was postponed for a while and this gave me an opportunity to see her daily. That I laid vigorous siege to her heart was certain. I was most assiduous in all those little attentions that please a woman, and as our tastes were entirely congenial our hours of companionship were delightful to both. If I were a few minutes late in making my evening call, very rarely the case, she would remark it, and I soon realized that the feature of her day was the hours passed with me. In fact, my presence was becoming necessary to her happiness. As soon as this impression became fixed in my mind, I grew impatient at delay in the culmination of my desires, and felt I must soon urge |
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