Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER IV. 'From the light ills of infant age Up to the plngue'i destructive rage, Fnins come and go at thy command, True to the sceptre bf thy hand." East. Thursday, June llth. When the Doctor left for his morning duties, he said, " Flense bear in mind, Cora, that you have engaged yourself to me for the afternoon." " For life, I understood it," said I, trying to speak gravely. He was much pleased, and turned back to give me another embrace, and whispered, " my darling," in such a loving tone, that my heart felt very warm all the forenoon. I wish I could describe to you the view from my window. It rained all night, and this morning was very foggy; but now the Bun is beginning to dispel the mist; and the mountain — oh, it is beautiful 1 I keep stopping to look, and to inhale the balmy air. Now I can see the summit quite distinctly ; the sun is shining upon it, while the fleecy clouds roll off and settle on the lake, from which they arise in thick mist. Before we left our room this morning, Frank gave me a subject for thought which rather troubles me ; but I think I know what you and dear father would advise ; J know also what is right; but courage, courage is wanting. We are constantly liable to be interrupted while engaged in family devotions ; or Frank is away at the regular time. He asked, (his morning, as a great favor to himself,that I would, in such coses, call the family together and read prayers. I started at the proposition, and was about to say, " I cannot," when he said, " do not decide hastily. Think upon the subject, and tell me to-morrow." After a pause, he continued, " the time of a physician is not at his own command. I may be called away day after day; and our family services lose half their interest and profit through the want of regulari...