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I shall soon be gone, but I want to leave with you some memento of my love for you, and I know of nothing more valuable than these spectacles, which your grandmother brought from her native island, when she arrived here one fine summer morning, long ago. I SHALL SOON BE GONE BUT I WANT TO LEAVE YOU WITH SOME MEMENTO OF MY LOVE FOR YOU AND I KNOW OF NOTHING MORE VALUABLE THAN THESE SPECTACLES WHICH YOUR GRANDMOTHER BROUGHT FROM HER NATIVE ISLAND WHEN SHE ARRIVED HERE ONE FINE SUMMER MORNING LONG AGO
onsidered good proof that you can do anything. But Prue and her sex regard sentiment more than action, and I understand easily enough why she is never tired of hearing me read of Prince Charlie. If Titbottom had been only a little younger, a little handsomer, a little more gallantly dressed--in fact, a little more of a Prince Charlie, I am sure her eyes would not have fallen again upon her work so tranquilly, as he resumed his story. "I can remember my grandfather Titbottom, although I was a very young child, and he was a very old man. My young mother and my young grandmother are very distinct figures in my memory, ministering to the old gentleman, wrapped in his dressing-gown, and seated upon the piazza. I remember his white hair, and his calm smile, and how, not long before he died, he called me to him, and laying his hand upon my head, said to me: "'My child, the world is not this great sunny piazza, nor life the fairy stories which the women tell you here, as you sit in their laps. ESTORS DOING NOTHING IS NOT CONSIDERED GOOD PROOF THAT YOU CAN DO ANYTHING BUT PRUE AND HER SEX REGARD SENTIMENT MORE THAN ACTION AND I UNDERSTAND EASILY ENOUGH WHY SHE IS NEVER TIRED OF HEARING ME READ OF PRINCE CHARLIE IF TIT BOTTOM HAD BEEN ONLY A LITTLE YOUNGER A LITTLE HANDSOMER A LITTLE MORE GALLANTLY DRESSED IN FACT A LITTLE MORE OF A PRINCE CHARLIE I AM SURE HER EYES WOULD NOT HAVE FALLEN AGAIN UPON HER WORK SO TRANQUILLY AS HE RESUMED HIS STORY I CAN REMEMBER MY GRANDFATHER TIT BOTTOM ALTHOUGH I WAS A VERY YOUNG CHILD AND HE WAS A VERY OLD MAN MY YOUNG MOTHER AND MY YOUNG GRANDMOTHER ARE VERY DISTINCT FIGURES IN MY MEMORY MINISTERING TO THE OLD GENTLEMAN WRAPPED IN HIS DRESSING GOWN AND SEATED UPON THE PIAZZA I REMEMBER HIS WHITE HAIR AND HIS CALM SMILE AND HOW NOT LONG BEFORE HE DIED HE CALLED ME TO HIM AND LAYING HIS HAND UPON MY HEAD SAID TO ME MY CHILD THE WORLD IS NOT THIS GREAT SUNNY PIAZZA NOR LIFE THE FAIRY STORIES WHICH THE WOMEN TELL YOU HERE AS YOU SIT IN THEIR LAPS
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