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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 4, October 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 4, October 1841

by George R. Graham

What is so beautiful as childhood? Where can we find such purity and frankness, such an absence of all selfishness, as in the love of children? And where does that love exist, deeper or sweeter or more like that of heaven than when between a brother and a sister? Brother and sister! what a spell in the very words! How they bring up to our mind visi..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 1, July 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 1, July 1841

by George R. Graham

The summer is here!—here with its fragrant mornings and its noonday heats, its mellow twilights and its moonlight evenings, its days of glory and its nights of starry beauty. It is summer. Let us go out into the country, away from the stifling air and dull brick walls of the town, into the far, pure, breezy, unsurpassable country. There we shall br..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 2, August 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 2, August 1841

by George R. Graham

James Vernon was the only son of two doating parents, and the heir of a splendid fortune. Gratified in his every wish, and left almost without restraint, he had grown up that most fatal of all things, a spoiled child; and had it not been for a naturally frank and generous disposition, he would have been ruined by indulgence even in his boyhood. Whe..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 3, September 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 3, September 1841

by George R. Graham

Who does not remember this glorious old song, with its simple melody, and well-managed accompaniments that seem to chime in with every word uttered by the singer, not only upholding him in his sentiment, and illustrating his positions by all kinds of impressive flourishes, but absolutely chuckling and caracoling over the unanswerable nature of the ..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 5, November 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 5, November 1841

by George R. Graham

When a man becomes so far lost to a sense of self-importance, as not only to tell, but actually to write stories,—thus recording his turpitude in black and white—it is not to be presumed that slight consequences will deter him from his purpose. Indeed, it is rather to be supposed that he has made up his mind to despise public opinion, and to brave ..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 6, December 1841

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XIX, No. 6, December 1841

by George R. Graham

It was a merry day in Torbay castle. Never had a brighter sun shone on a fair lady than that which now poured its mellow beams over the gay hawking party assembled in the court yard,—while, as if all were exhilarated by the unclouded sky above, shouts, jests, and sallies, sly compliments and merry laughter saluted the ear on every hand. There was t..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 1, January 1842

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 1, January 1842

by George R. Graham

The manly pathos of his words, his visible attempt to stifle his feelings, and the grief she felt at the contemplated absence of her lover, all conjoined to heighten the emotion of the maiden, and flinging herself on her lover’s bosom, she wept long and uncontrollably. Her companion gazed on in silence, with an almost bursting heart; but he knew th..

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 2, February 1842

Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 2, February 1842

by George R. Graham

The scenery at Harper’s Ferry, Virginia, is perhaps the most picturesque in America. The view given in the accompanying engraving is taken from the Blue Ridge, from whence the tourist enjoys the finest prospect of this delightful spot. Lofty as the summit is, and difficult as the ascent proves to the uninitiated, the magnificence of the view from t..