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Title: Lady Rosamond's Secret
A Romance of Fredericton
Author: Rebecca Agatha Armour
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Language: English
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LADY ROSAMOND'S SECRET:
A Romance of Fredericton.
by
RE. AGATHA ARMOUR.
St. John,
N. B. Telegraph Printing and Publishing Office.
1878.
INTRODUCTION.
The object of the following story has been to weave simple facts into
form dependent upon the usages of society during the administration of
Sir Howard Douglas, 1824-30. The style is simple and claims no
pretensions for complication of plot. Every means has been employed to
obtain the most reliable authority upon the facts thus embodied. The
writer is deeply indebted to several gentlemen of high social position
who kindly furnished many important facts and showed a lively interest
in the work, and takes the present opportunity of returning thanks for
such support. In producing this little work the public are aware that
too much cannot be expected from an amateur. Hoping that this may meet
the approval of many, the writer also thanks those who have so
generously responded to the subscription list.
Fredericton. August, 1878.
LADY ROSAMOND'S SECRET
A ROMANCE OF FREDERICTON.
CHAPTER I.
OLD GOVERNMENT HOUSE.
Breathes there a man with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!--_Scott._
A September sunset in Fredericton, A. D. 1824. Much has been said and
sung about the beauteous scenes of nature in every clime. Scott has
lovingly d
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