... thought I could forget you tinued Edith after a pause, “and our merry romps the old mill; the green lanes where we went blackberry!ng together ; the wild flowers that wo gathered ; or that glad May morning, now six vears since, when 1 thought it a fine ...

... the most tenacious of our sentiments ; mere nothing will wound it, but nothing on earth will kill it. Life is a field of blackberry bushes. Mean people squat down and pick the fruit, matter how they black their fingers ; while genius, proud and perpendicular ...

... bear’s grease, and whiskers. It feeds on moonlight and Mutes, and looks with horror biled pork’ or baked beans. Life field of blackberry bushes. Mean people squat down and pi«k the fruit, no matter how they black their fingers ; while genius, proud and per ...

... petticoat was of white silk, trimmed with white tulle and white ribands. Her Majesty wore round her head a wreath composed of blackberries and diamonds. The following, among other noblemen and gentlemen, had the honor of being presented to her Majesty: The lion ...

... lane, which seemed if the imps of darkness might dance there, and on# move to break tbsir revelry. Tbs long, straggling blackberry shoots struck scrum the way, if they had rested right to keep intraders from the road, and, like serpent, coiled around ...

... Five ©’Clock—Nothing is known as yrt as lo the result of Lord Derby’s visit Osborne ; rumors, however, are as plenty as blackberries. Notwithstanding the opinion given the of this morning, that Lord Aberdeen was the coming man. said in the best-informed ...