. American scenery. position. The truth is, the arrange-ment has been always seduously kept from their knowledge,but somehow they have both got at the secret, until it is, atthis moment, openly and often spoken of, and that, too, as afixed fact. The young people, to this day, know nothing of eachother, excepting by report; and, though they say nothing—Clara at least, and no doubt Master Mark as well—they areinwardly resolved to dislike, in the precise ratio in whichthey are expected to like, each other. Here, Mr. Yermeille was interrupted in his narrative bythe chairman, who, looking regretful
. American scenery. position. The truth is, the arrange-ment has been always seduously kept from their knowledge,but somehow they have both got at the secret, until it is, atthis moment, openly and often spoken of, and that, too, as afixed fact. The young people, to this day, know nothing of eachother, excepting by report; and, though they say nothing—Clara at least, and no doubt Master Mark as well—they areinwardly resolved to dislike, in the precise ratio in whichthey are expected to like, each other. Here, Mr. Yermeille was interrupted in his narrative bythe chairman, who, looking regretfully at his watch, remindedour guests of an engagement, which made it necessary to deferthe rest of the tale until another reunion. More than one desire was expressed to cheat old Time of MISTLETOE HALL. 155 a few more minutes, but tliey were all overruled, and theIiistorian himself said that he should be glad of a reprieve. In our next chapter then, good reader, we shall see whatfurther happens at Mistletoe CHAPTER VIII. While unfolding my panorama of the Mississippi at ourlast reunion, said Mr. Asphaltum, I oddly enough forgot tospeak of that remarkable feature in the scenery of the river,the renowned Tower Eock, or Grand Tower, as it is otherwisecalled. To neglect all reference to this interesting object, wouldbe unpardonable in any circumstances, and doubly so, when,as I find that it does, it makes the theme of one of our pic-tures, Though I know that you are impatient to hear the sequelof Mr. Vermeilles nouvellette, I must beg a few minutes toatone for my sins of omission. The Grand Tower is a singular, rocky bluff of about fiftyfeet elevation. It stands near the village of Cape Girardeau,and is a short distance, say a hundred miles—a step only, youknow, on the great river—^below the mouth of the hills on both sides of the stream seem to converge in thisvicinage; and from the appearance of other huge mural frag-ments, it is supposed that a catarac
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