This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1850 Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VII. Mcibiatlcs. Sir, you have saved my longing. Skalupeare. Adrian did not leave his new friends until near nine o'clock. When he reached home, he found the Fenwicks there. But matters did not seem to have gone as pleasantly as usual. Mr. Fordham, to be sure, wore his eternally polite smile; but Anne looked extremely vexed, and even the sweet face of Sarah Fenwick was slightly clouded, while the fine features of Paul had assumed a look of defiance that Adrian had never before seen them wear. The truth was, that Uncle Thistlecroft had been so much more than usually intemperate in his attacks upon Catholics, and their religion, that Fenwick felt himself bound to reply, lest his silence should be construed into an acknowledgment of the truth of these oft-repeated and as oftrefuted calumnies. And he who had been the cause of all this commotion, sat quietlyensconced in a large velvet-cushioned chair, caressing his right foot that lay on his left knee, and looking as "calm and smiling as a summer morning." Adrian might be deficient in that virtue of well-bred circles--tact, but he had abundance of good feeling, and now exerted himself to restore harmony among his friends. Nor were his efforts unavailing. The hectic faded from the cheek of Anne; the cloud that had shadowed the ingenuous countenance of the gentle Sarah was dispelled; the frank smile returned to the lips of Paul, and Uncle Thistlecroft, abandoning his corner, took part in the gay conversation that followed; but to make sure of a continuance of his amiability, Mr. Fordham requested him to sing--a request with which he immediately complied, by singing the following SONG. "Though in golden sunlight Laughs the bubbling fountain, That her shining tribute Is sending to the main, Cold, as in the ...