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Richardson, John, 1796-1852

"Wacousta : a tale of the Pontiac conspiracy (Complete)"

Your mother, whom
I had previously released from her confinement, did the
same; and at that moment the union of our hearts seemed
to be cemented by a divine influence, manifested in the
fulness of the gratitude of each. I then raised her from
the earth, imprinting a kiss upon her fair brow, that
was hallowed by the purity of the feeling I had so recently
indulged in; and throwing over her shoulders the mantle
of a youth, which I had secreted near the spot, enjoined
her to follow me closely in the path I was about to
pursue. As she had hitherto encountered no fatigue, and
was, moreover, well provided with strong buskins I had
brought for the purpose, I thought it advisable to
discontinue the use of the netting, which must attract
notice, and cause us, perhaps, to be followed, in the
event of our being met by any of the hunters that usually
traversed these parts. To carry her in my arms, as I
should have preferred, might have excited the same
curiosity, and I was therefore compelled to decide upon
her walking; reserving to myself, however, the sweet task
of bearing her in my embrace over the more difficult
parts of our course.


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