A Daughter of Bohemia: A Novel (Classic Reprint)

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"Ah, wasteful woman, she who may
On her sweet self set her own price,
Knowing he cannot choose hat pay,
How has she cheapened paradise;
How given for naught her priceless gift;
How spoiled the thread and spilled the wine,
Which, spent with dae respective thrift,
Had made brutes men, and men divine!"

On one of the most quiet and deeply shaded of the shaded streets which are the boast of the pleasant Southern city of Alton, stands a handsome double house with a portico in front, and wide piazzas on the side, running the whole length of the building, and overlooking a flower-garden of considerable extent and great beauty.

Opening by French windows upon the lower of these piazzas is the breakfast-room, into which, on a certain bright morning of May - the 5th of the month, if any one likes to be particular - roses of almost countless number and variety were sending their fragrance, together with the buoyant air and golden sunshine. The breakfast-table, spread with delicate china and bright silver, occupied the centre of the floor; but as yet no member of the household had made an appearance on the scene. Despite the fact that the sun had been about the business of lighting and warming the earth long enough, it seemed, to rouse all sluggards from repose; despite the impatience of the cook, whose muffins were hopelessly falling, or the gloomy face of the footman, who held punctuality to be a cardinal virtue in masters and mistresses, the clock chimed half-past nine before the first step a leisurely, creaking, somewhat important step was heard descending the broad, shallow staircase.

"I'm blest if there isn't master at last!" said Robert, sardonically. "A nice time for a man what calls himself a business-man to be comin' down to breakfast I No!" - as the cook expressed her anxiety anew with regard to the muffins I ain't a-goin to take up the things till they ring for 'em. Hie won't want his breakfast till somebody comes down to keep him company; hes one of the sociable kind what don't like to eat by hisself."

The gentleman thus characterized meanwhile entered the breakfast-room, newspaper in hand and eye-glass on nose. A fine-looking, portly gentleman I was the usual popular verdict on Mr. Middleton; and, for once, the popular verdict was an eminently just one. He stood six feet in the elaboratelyworked slippers which he wore, and which were innocent of heels, while his size was in proportion to his height. He had a fresh, ruddy complexion, well-cut features of the nondescript kind, which we see on ninetynine American faces out of a hundred, and keen, brown eyes, with a flash of humor in them.

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