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THE

ATLANTIC MONTHLY.

A Magazine of Literature, Science, Art, and Politics.

VOL. XX.—DECEMBER, 1867.—NO. CXXII.

Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1867, by Ticknor andFields, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District ofMassachusetts.

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Contents

THE GUARDIAN ANGEL.
A MYSTERIOUS PERSONAGE.
A TOUR IN THE DARK.
AN AUTUMN SONG.
BY-WAYS OF EUROPE.
MINOR ELIZABETHAN DRAMATISTS.
OUR PACIFIC RAILROADS.
GRANDMOTHER'S STORY: THE GREAT SNOW.
TOUJOURS AMOUR.
AMONG THE WORKERS IN SILVER.
WHAT WE FEEL.
SONNET.
LITERATURE AS AN ART.
A YOUNG DESPERADO.
REVIEWS AND LITERARY NOTICES.


THE GUARDIAN ANGEL.

CHAPTER XXXIV.

MURRAY BRADSHAW PLAYS HIS LAST CARD.

"How can I see that man this evening, Mr. Lindsay?"

"May I not be Clement, dearest? I would not see him at all, Myrtle. Idon't believe you will find much pleasure in listening to his finespeeches."

"I cannot endure it. Kitty, tell him I am engaged, and cannot see himthis evening. No, no! don't say engaged, say very much occupied."

Kitty departed, communing with herself in this wise:—"Ockipied, is it?An' that's what ye cahl it when ye're kapin' company with one younggintleman an' don't want another young gintleman to come in an' help thetwo of ye? Ye won't get y'r pigs to market to-day, Mr. Bridshaw,—no,nor to-morrow, nayther, Mr. Bridshaw. It's Mrs. Lindsay that Miss Myrtleis goin' to be,—an' a big cake there'll be at the weddin', frosted allover,—won't ye be plased with a slice o' that, Mr. Bridshaw?"

With these reflections in her mind, Mistress Kitty delivered hermessage, not without a gleam of malicious intelligence in her look thatstung Mr. Bradshaw sharply. He had noticed a hat in the entry, and alittle stick by it which he remembered well as one he had seen carriedby Clement Lindsay. But he was used to concealing his emotions, and hegreeted the two older ladies, who presently came into the library, sopleasantly, that no one who had not studied his face long and carefullywould have suspected the bitterness of heart that lay hidden far downbeneath his deceptive smile. He told Miss Silence, with much apparentinterest, the story of his journey. He gave her an account of theprogress of the case in which the estate of which she inherited theprincipal portion was interested. He did not tell her that a finaldecision which would settle the right to the gre

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