By William Makepeace Thackeray
The Virginians: A story of the final Century is a old novel by means of William Makepeace Thackeray. It tells the tale of Henry Esmond's dual grandsons, George and Henry Warrington. Henry's romantic entanglements with an older girl lead as much as his taking a fee within the British military and struggling with below the command of normal Wolfe on the trap of Quebec. at the outbreak of the yank battle of Independence he is taking the innovative facet. George, who's additionally a British officer, thereupon resigns his fee instead of take in palms opposed to his brother.
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I own I had expected another kind of welcome. " "I sent him; but you will find your cousins most friendly to you today. You must stay here. Lord Castlewood would have been with you this morning, only I was so eager to see you. There will be breakfast in an hour; and meantime you must talk to me. We will send to the Three Castles for your servant and your baggage. Give me your arm. Stop, I dropped my cane when you came. " "My grandfather used to call us his crutches," said Harry. " "You should have seen—you should have seen George," said the boy, and his honest eyes welled with tears.
Mrs. " cries the widow. "From this very day, madam—" "Turn me and my child into the street? Do," says Mrs. Mountain. "That will be a fine revenge because the English lawyer won't give you the boy's money. Find another companion who will tell you black is white, and flatter you: it is not my way, madam. When shall I go? I shan't be long a-packing. " "Hush! the bells are ringing for church, Mountain. Let us try, if you please, and compose ourselves," said the widow, and she looked with eyes of extreme affection, certainly at one—perhap at both—of her children.
I don't like that Major Washington, you know I don't. Don't say—O Mounty! Master Harry. You always stand up for your friends, you do. The Major is very handsome and tall, and he may be very good, but he is much too old a young man for me. Bless you, my dears, the quantity of wild oats your father sowed and my own poor Mountain when they were ensigns in Kingsley's, would fill sacks full! Show me Mr. Washington's wild oats, I say—not a grain! Well, I happened to step in last Tuesday, when he was here with your mamma; and I am sure they were talking about you, for he said, 'Discipline is discipline, and must be preserved.