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Title: Children's own library
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Burdick, J. Ellis (Jennie Ellis) Welsh, Charles, 1850-1914
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Publisher: New York, National Library Co
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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;tfiUxvi^ THE HOLLY-TREE. IN THREE CHAPTERS. CHAPTER L THE GUEST. I have kept one secret in the course of my life. Iam a bashful man. I might greatly move the reader bysome account of the innumerable places I have not beento, or the innumerable social evasions I have been guiltyof, solely because I am a bashful man. But I will leavethe reader unmoved, and proceed with the object beforeme. That object is to give a plain account of my travelsand discoveries in the Holly-Tree Inn; in which place ofgood entertainment for man and beast I was once snowedup. It happened in the memorable year when I partedforever from Angela Leath, whom I was shortly tohave married, on making the discovery that she pre-ferred my bosom friend. It was under these circum-stances that I resolved to go to America—on my wayto the Devil. Communicating my discovery neither to Angela nor137 138 THE HOLLY-TREE. to Edwin, but resolving to write each of them an affect-ing letter conveying my blessing and forgiveness, I
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quietly left all I held dear, and started on the desolatejourney I have mentioned. THE HOLLY-TREE. 139 The dead winter-time was in full dreariness when 1left my chambers forever, at five oclock in the morn-ing. It wanted nine days to the end of the month, and endof the year. The Post-office packet for the UnitedStates was to depart from Liverpool, weather permit-ting, on the first of the ensuing month, and I had theintervening time on my hands. I had taken this intoconsideration, and had resolved to make a visit to a cer-tain spot on the farther borders of Yorkshire. It wasendeared to me by my having first seen Angela at afarm-house in that place, and my melancholy was grati-fied by the idea of taking a wintry leave of it before myexpatriation. There was no Northern Eailway at that time, and inits place there were stage-coaches. I had secured thebox-seat on the fastest of these, but when one of ourTemple watchmen, who carried my portmanteau intoFleet-street for me, told me about the h

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