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Title: Richard Vandermarck
Author: Miriam Coles Harris
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RICHARD VANDERMARCK
A Novel
By MRS. SIDNEY S. HARRIS
Author of "Rutledge," "St. Phillips," etc., etc.
1871
To S.S.H.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER I.
VARICK-STREET
CHAPTER II.
VERY GOOD LUCK
CHAPTER III.
KILIAN
CHAPTER IV.
MY COMPANIONS
CHAPTER V.
THE TUTOR
CHAPTER VI.
MATINAL
CHAPTER VII.
THREE WEEKS TOO LATE
CHAPTER VIII.
SUNDAY
CHAPTER IX.
A DANCE
CHAPTER X.
EVERY DAY FROM SIX TO SEVEN.
CHAPTER XI.
SOPHIE'S WORK
CHAPTER XII.
PRAEMONITUS, PRAEMUNITUS
CHAPTER XIII.
THE WORLD GOES ON THE SAME
CHAPTER XIV.
GUARDED
CHAPTER XV.
I SHALL HAVE SEEN HIM
CHAPTER XVI.
AUGUST THIRTIETH
CHAPTER XVII.
BESIDE HIM ONCE AGAIN
CHAPTER XVIII.
A JOURNEY
CHAPTER XIX.
SISTER MADELINE
CHAPTER XX.
THE HOUR OF DAWN
CHAPTER XXI.
APRES PERDRE, PERD ON BIEN
CHAPTER XXII.
A GREAT DEAL TOO SOON
CHAPTER XXIII.
A REVERSAL
CHAPTER XXIV.
MY NEW WORLD
CHAPTER XXV.
BIEN PERDU, BIEN CONNU
CHAPTER XXVI.
A DINNER
CHAPTER I.
VARICK STREET.
O for one spot of living green,
One little spot where leaves can grow,--
To love unblamed, to walk unseen,
To dream above, to sleep below!
_Holmes_.
There are in this loud stunning tide,
Of human care and crime,
With whom the melodies abide
Of th' everlasting chime;
* * * * *
And to wise hearts this certain hope is given;
"No mist that man may raise, shall hide the eye of Heaven."
_Keble._
I never knew exactly how the invitation came; I felt very much honored
by it, though I think now, very likely the honor was felt to be upon the
other side. I was exceedingly young, and exceedingly ignorant, not
seve
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