author - "Constance Fenimore Woolson"
referred manlystrength and vivacity even though accompanied by a shade of bluntness.But Sibyl always received Graham Marr with one of her bright smiles,and she would listen to his poetry hour after hour; for Graham wroteverses, and liked nothing better than reclining in an easy chair andreading them aloud.
"What Sibyl can see in Gra-a-m'ma, I cannot imagine," Bessie wouldsometimes say; "he is a lazy white-headed egotist; a good judge oflace and ribbons, but mortally afraid of a dog, and as to powder, thevery sight of a gun makes him faint."
But Aunt Faith had heard of the fortune which would come to GrahamMarr at the death of an uncle, and she could not but fear that Sibylhad heard of it also. The grandfather, displeased with his sons, hadleft a mill tying up his estate for the grandchildren, who were not toreceive it until all of the first generation were dead. Only one sonnow remained, an infirm old man of seventy, and at his death thehoarded treasure would be divided among the heirs, tw
referred manlystrength and vivacity even though accompanied by a shade of bluntness.But Sibyl always received Graham Marr with one of her bright smiles,and she would listen to his poetry hour after hour; for Graham wroteverses, and liked nothing better than reclining in an easy chair andreading them aloud.
"What Sibyl can see in Gra-a-m'ma, I cannot imagine," Bessie wouldsometimes say; "he is a lazy white-headed egotist; a good judge oflace and ribbons, but mortally afraid of a dog, and as to powder, thevery sight of a gun makes him faint."
But Aunt Faith had heard of the fortune which would come to GrahamMarr at the death of an uncle, and she could not but fear that Sibylhad heard of it also. The grandfather, displeased with his sons, hadleft a mill tying up his estate for the grandchildren, who were not toreceive it until all of the first generation were dead. Only one sonnow remained, an infirm old man of seventy, and at his death thehoarded treasure would be divided among the heirs, tw