hardwood classics allen iverson

"No, not so easy; but those fellows are Arkansans, and they're in a bad humor with me."

"Maiden passing fair, turn again thine eyes! Turn again thine eyes, love's true mercy learn.

Breathe, O! breathe to me, as these love-languid skies To yon twilight star breathe, Return, return!

"Good-bye." I could barely hear it.

I was moving briskly along, making my good steed acquainted with me, testing his education, how promptly for instance, he would respond to rein-touch and to leg-pressure, when I saw, in front, coming toward me, three riders. Two of them were very genteel chaps, though a hand of each was on the lock of his carbine. The third was a woman, veiled, and clad in some dark stuff that in the starlight seemed quite black and contrasted strongly with the paleness of her horse. Her hat, in particular, fastened my attention; if that was not the same soft-brimmed Leghorn I had seen yesterday morning, at least it was its twin sister. I halted, revolver in hand, and said, as they drew rein,--"Good-evening."

My whole nature was upheaved. You may smile, but my plight was awful. In the sultry night I grew cold. My bridle-hand, still lying under her palm, turned and folded its big stupid fingers over hers. Then our hands slid apart and we rode back. "I wish I were good enough to know the stars," she said, gazing up. "Tell me some of them."

"Neither was Lieutenant Ferry," she dryly responded, "yet I have it from him."

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