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The Bombay Miscellany

The Bombay Miscellany

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ISBN10: 1150838361
ISBN13: 9781150838361
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 400
Weight: 1.57
Height: 0.82 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
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.1862 Excerpt: ... pen-and-Jnh pietures of passing co$U. By Peter Prter, Lately of Pepperpoor, Author of Half-a-dozen Whiffs, fyc. No. Viii.-- The Devotedly Attached Couple. My darling, I think it's time to go home?. Yes, love, if you think so, I'm slire it is. Not unless you wish it, dearest? Oh yes, William pet! I was just wishing 40 much to go, only I thought you My own! Don't you know I The sentence was concluded by a fond reproving shake of the head, and a slow smile, that would have turned away any amount of wrath, had any been threatened; but which produced no efl'ect whatever on the already beaming, satisfied countenance of Mrs. Dove. What effect should it produce? She could not have smiled more, nor looked more devotedly attached to her husband, nor have shown more delight in her submission, than she did every hour of the day--and night too, I suppose. I was standing by the carriage. I was not. then a married man, so I envied that happy pair, as, with an equally warm pressure of the hand from both, and a most smiling remark of Then you wont come home to dinner with us? they sank back in their barouche, and were whirled away. What a hypocrite that man is!-- What a little humbug that woman is! chorussed Captain Mowbrey and our Hilly Man. I stared, and Smith said-- Well, I don't know! Do you know, Pryer, I once had a friend Of course I immediately summoned my horse. But I cogitated much on the happiness there must be in such really happy married life. Imagine, thought I, returning home wearied, exhausted with the cares or even the petty annoyances of every-day life; your opinions insensibly strengthened by the evident obstinacy of fools with whom you have been arguing, your judgment insensibly affected by your temper, your whole be...