“O married love! each heart shall own, Where two congenial souls unite, Thy golden chains inlaid with down, Thy lamp with heaven’s own splendor bright.” ――LANGHORNE. What a happy winter that was!――the first of Mildred’s married life. Her cup of bliss seemed full to overflowing. She was very proud of her husband, and not without reason, for his was a noble character; he was a man of sterling worth, lofty aims, cultivated mind, and polished address.…
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