Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by Ticknor andFields, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusetts.
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THE GUARDIAN ANGEL.
PROPHETIC VOICES ABOUT AMERICA: A MONOGRAPH.
SUNSHINE AND PETRARCH.
CANADIAN WOODS AND WATERS.
THE NIGHTINGALE IN THE STUDY.
HOSPITAL MEMORIES.
MINOR ITALIAN TRAVELS.
THE MYSTERY OF NATURE.
A WIFE BY WAGER.
THE JESUITS IN NORTH AMERICA IN THE SEVENTEENTH CENTURY.
THE BLUE AND THE GRAY.
FUGITIVES FROM LABOR.
REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES.
Not long after the tableau performance had made Myrtle Hazard's namefamous in the school and among the friends of the scholars, she receivedthe very flattering attention of a call from Mrs. Clymer Ketchum, of 24Carat Place. This was in consequence of a suggestion from Mr. LivingstonJenkins, a particular friend of the family.
"They've got a demonish splendid school-girl over there," he said tothat lady,—"made the stunningest-looking Pocahontas at the show therethe other day. Demonish plucky-looking filly as ever you saw. Had a rowwith another girl,—gave the war-whoop, and went at her with a knife.Festive,—hey? Say she only meant to scare her,—looked as if shemeant to stick her, anyhow. Splendid style. Why can't you go over to theshop and make 'em trot her out?"
The lady promised Mr. Livingston Jenkins that she certainly would, justas soon as she could find a moment's leisure,—which, as she had nothingin the world to do, was not likely to be very soon. Myrtle in the meantime was busy with her studies, little dreaming what an extraordinaryhonor was awaiting her.
That rare accident in the lives of people who have nothing to do, aleisure morning, did at last occur. An elegant carriage, with a coachmanin a wonderful cape, seated on a box lofty as a throne, and wearing ahat-band as brilliant as a coronet, stopped at the portal of MadamDelacoste's establishment. A card was sent in bearing the open sesame ofMrs. Clymer Ketchum, the great lady of 24 Carat Place. Miss MyrtleHazard was summoned as a matter of course, and the fashionable woman andthe young girl sat half an hour together in lively conversation.
Myrtle was fascinated by her visitor, who had that flattering mannerwhich, to those not experienced in the world's ways, seems to implyunfathomable depths of disinterested devotion. Then it was so