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CLEMENTINA CARMICHAEL; OR, THE FATAL DYE...
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Chapter I. " ' Farewell! farewell! my sw...
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THE KNIGHTSBRIDGE BARRACKS.
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A contemporary says :— some " We really ...
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A RECENT DIVISION.
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" Here Cries 's Gladstone the Government...
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. — . . —— . , 1 — — ¦ t-June 22 , 1867 . 3 THE TOMAHAWK . 77
Clementina Carmichael; Or, The Fatal Dye...
CLEMENTINA CARMICHAEL ; OR , THE FATAL DYE . A TALE OF FASHIONABLE LIFEc
Chapter I. " ' Farewell! Farewell! My Sw...
Chapter I . " ' Farewell ! farewell ! my sweetest love , I will be true , I swear . ' And And he a stole tress from kiss from her nut her -brown rosy li hair ps , . " —Ballads of the JBall-rootn .
room over IT whose was in Bel six gravia nut o ' clock -bro sat wn on two tresses a certain persons seventeen . afternoon One summers was , and a lovel in and a y drawing ei maide hteen n - , winters had lightly passed : the Hon . Clementina Carmichael g , grand once rem -niece oved of of the the Marquis Duke of Cirencester of Malerous . , and second cousin plished Her companion leader of cotillons was the , Captain handsome Arthur , the Ernest brave , Plinlimmon and . accom . - New " So Zealanders , darling , ? you " must go to-morrow to fight those horrid
" " Why Dearest can , my ' t the duty tiresome calls me . " creatures come over here to be killed " Dearest , instead , the of p dragg lan you ing suggest you away would all that be certainl distance y more ?" convenient * , but I fear it * is impossible * . " # * heart " One " iA leaded lock \««\/ , sweet Arthur , of Ernest that darling hair , to wear ever next my
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Chapter II . ** What mind remains you do not there forget , you remember ; and what stays in your And glory is better than ; love , if love is not better than glory . " —Martin Tupper . Ernest On the Plinlimmon sunlit summit . He of was a wounded New Zealand in the pah arm stood but he Arthur had won his majority . , Twenty-six * J s WCr lay dead XAWW > V > around hima grin of hunger
still " li g hting ** fc ^ + *^ up avages their * » « - *^^* cannibalic U . *«* J * jaws Ul V / . U . AlVt ***** l . j , C * gilll W * XlUll ^ VX pointed They . had hoped to eat Arthur Ernest , but they were disappressed The sun a nut kissed -brown the tress smooth to his -faced lips again sea , and as Arthur again . fervently " He Oh was , Clementina still true to \ " her he . murmured . Chapter III .
" The I'll see fatal thy die face is n cast o more , and . " from this day Once more we are in the drawing-room at Belgravia . Dycey . Before the mirror stands a graceful form . Who is this with brows lovely golden and a bloom tresses on and her golden cheek like eyelashes that which and the jet-black deft artiste eyesprinkles , over the creamy trifle 1 It is—yes ! it is the Hon . Clementina Carmichael . " Yes ! I am indeed lovel ! How surprised ^ how ** VS delighted
* ***** * ***** UAUVWVt J . W ? WXjr y A * . WVT HJUi ^/ A AgvU , TV UVllglllV . U j , dear A , ring dear at Arthur the door will , a be hurried 1 " step on the staircase , the door bursts is seen open Arthur , and Ernest there Plinlimmon , sun-browned . , but oh ! so handsome ! the Wh arm y s stands held out he to thus welcome amazed him ? ? Why does he not rush into I At last he stammers out : alone " I . " beg your pardon , I thought Miss Carmichael was here
" " That Arthur voice , do you ! Clementina not know me ! V It is !—no ! That hair !—it cannot be !" rushes " Arthur to him ! it . is—it is your Clementina 1 " she cries , as she
Chapter I. " ' Farewell! Farewell! My Sw...
tears " You from my beneath Clementina his waistcoat ! impossible the nut . -brown Look tress here ! of " hair and . he nut " -brown Two years hair . ago Oh my I how Clementina dear to gave me ! me And this do —this mean tress to of tell me that you are she ? Oh ! what witchery is this you ? Where , where is my Clementina ? " Just " Arthur then , the once Lad more Carmichael I tell you she entered is here . ! " Arthur Ernest rushed y fc to her
¦•> »» » A « M * 1 * - * J . **^« WV * «* MA & VV « up V * . ^ WV * . &>¦** . . imp " lore Is that you your ! " daughter Clementina ? Tell me , madame , I such " My a question daughter !" ? Of course she is . You must be mad to ask me " that I am this not golden mad ; -haired but I soon young shall lad be y . is Do the you Clementina mean to who tell gave explain me it this if you nut can -brown I " tress ? Look on this hair , and on that ; " I can lain it" answered the 1 Lady Carmichael W with
* •**** -+ *•* . exp X * <«* £ ' ¦•»••«•* . « .. ¦ . ~ J , «***» rf ? r ** r * Vx ^ A VAV . * - «** V * T ^^( 4 . 1 , A * * A W » 41 «^* V * * t . * J , pardonable tina died confusion . " The fact is , Sir , my daughter Clemen-With a wild shriek Arthur Ernest Plinlimmon rushed out of the Hansom room cab into . the square , and threw himself cursing into a Clementina threw herself sobbing into her mother ' s arms . " Oh Chapter ! what an end IV . was and here Last . " . " y y i
** Whom the Gods love dye young . " —Shakespeare * . —Heathen Author . hall Arthu Station r Ernest . Plinlimmon , frantic with grief , drove to Vauxhis In wretched the congenial fate . gloom of the waiting-room , he reflected on His resolve was soon made . He started at once for Clapham Junction of of active active , determined life life . . He He mav to bury still still his be be grief seen seen in on on the the the turmoil nlatform latform and bustle there theremay p
admiring sometimes group playing of porters a melan , sometimes choly air on endeavouring the concertina to sooth to an e , his anguished mind by counting the trains that go in and out during the day . He has never yet sncceeded . And what became of the lovely Clementina ? Few who m the gay saloons of Belgravia look with admiring eye at the forest of golden hair which mantles the head of the secret beautiful Jh lies Countess buried in those fc of Hardupton tresses , think what a melancholy
W ^^^ 'W' W **^ W *^ * V ^>* A ** ** V ^* " * V » V * ^ WtfVWt . earl Oh ! reflect ye maiden sometimes s of Eng as land sit , before who live so toilet fast -table and d on ye the so poor y , broken-hearted Arthu ye r , and taking your warning from , Lady Audley and her golden tresses , " Leave Well alone . "
The Knightsbridge Barracks.
THE KNIGHTSBRIDGE BARRACKS .
A Contemporary Says :— Some " We Really ...
A contemporary says : — some " We really lanation think th ht at to , for be the iven credit of the of the statement House hazarded of Lords , on the exp 3 rd inst . in oug that assembl g y by the Earl of Longford , the tion Earl of of the Lucan Kni , g and htsbridge Lord de barracks Ros , concerning . " the present condiinsert We the reall subjoined y think so , which too , and has , therefore been forwarded , with much to us pleasure with a , view , we presume , to its publicity .
VINDICATION . " What Leave ? turn ghtsbridge out young deserted Waterford I was , Osmond ever such , and Bunkum Duncombe 1 " t Says Longford , " Think you thus the right to make wrong ?—no . Least not while a Longford has hold of a long bow . So back with your charges ; I'd like to know who can Have the face to talk over mere charges with Lucan / Wh While y you as ' to d give de Ros to , his —if name the classics that respect you knew which , is due / "
A Recent Division.
A RECENT DIVISION .
" Here Cries 'S Gladstone The Government...
" Here Cries ' s Gladstone the Government ; " Who dust 'll hit , Sirs on , some blown method right in for our stay eyes ing , " it ? We That ' ve the found way , ' to pon get my rid word of it , — to isn our ' t b utter y Lay surprise (—) ing , it !" 1
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Tomahawk (1867-1870), June 22, 1867, page 77, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/t/issues/ttw_22061867/page/3/
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