Sketches of Married Life (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1841. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... tering made it almost impossible to hear any thing else; "and hear the birds singing their go-to-bed songs; and hark that is the bell from the factory, calling the workmen and women, and children all to their suppers, and telling them that their labor is done." "See all the factory people," said the mother, "see them, Fanny, through the trees running along by the little foot-path on the side of the hill, so glad to go home." "That is Willy running up the hill, mother; is it not? O let me get out again," said little Fanny, as they began to descend. "We will take him in, if it is he," said her father. In a minute they came up to him. "What is your name, my little fellow?" said the gentleman. "Willy Roberts; and are not you uncle Edward, and aunt Amy Selmar, and little Fanny?" "Yes, we are;" and in another moment the child was in their arms. "Go fast," said the boy; "father and mother don't know you have come. I saw you on the top of the hill from the upper chamber window, and thought I would come and see if it was you, and run and tell them first. They are in the piazza on the other side of the house, that looks out on the river." "Father mother here is my little sister Fanny, and uncle, and aunt Selmar, and Robinette;" screamed out Willy, as they stopped at the door; and in an instant the friends were clasped in each other's arms. "Dear Amy " "Dear Fanny " was all the two cousins could say for some time. At last Fanny looked round for her little namesake. She was no where to be seen; Willy had appropriated her to himself, and had gone to show her the pigs, and the poultryyard, the old dog, and his new wagon and hoe, the cow-yard and the garden. Little Fanny, to whom all these were novelties, was in an ecstasy at every thing she saw. Willy, who was so familiar ...