Various. The Continental Monthly, Vol. 1, No. 6, June, 1862
THE CONSTITUTION AND SLAVERY
A STORY OF MEXICAN LIFE
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XI
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XIII
XIV
THE RED, WHITE, AND BLUE
MACCARONI AND CANVAS
IV. THE FAIR AT GROTTO FERRATA
THE TOMBOLA
EN AVANT!
DESPERATION AND COLONIZATION
THE EDUCATION TO BE
II
TRAVEL-PICTURES
A QUIET COURT IN PARIS
THE COUNTRY OF EUGENE ARAM
THE GREAT ST. BERNARD
THE HUGUENOTS OF STATEN ISLAND
RECOLLECTIONS OF WASHINGTON IRVING. BY ONE OF HIS FRIENDS
BYRONIC MISANTHROPY
NEW-ENGLAND'S ADVANCE
WAS HE SUCCESSFUL?
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
MONROE TO FARRAGUT
AMONG THE PINES
PICAYUNE BUTLER
LITERARY NOTICES
EDITOR'S TABLE
KYNG COTEN
EGYPT IN TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
A SONG OF THE PRESENT
A STRANGE STORY—ITS SEQUEL
PREFACE
CHAPTER I
CHAPTER II
CHAPTER III
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V
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'My neighbor gazed at the stranger with bewilderment, and remained speechless. There was, nevertheless, nothing in his outward mien to give rise to so much emotion. He was a robust and rather handsome fellow, of about twenty-five, bold, swaggering, and free and easy in his deportment—a perfect specimen of the race of half-breeds so common in Mexico. His skin was swarthy, his features regular, and his beard luxuriant and soft as silk. His eyes were large and black as sloes, his teeth small, regular, and white as ivory, and his whole countenance, when in repose, wore an expression which won confidence rather than excited distrust. But when conversing, there was an indefinable craftiness in his smile, and a peculiar cunning in the twinkle of his eye, that often strikes the traveler in Mexico, as pervading all that class who are accustomed to making excursions into the interior. His costume, covered with dust, and torn in many places, led me to infer that he had only just returned from some long journey.
'After waiting, with great politeness, for some few seconds, to allow Arthur time to address him, and finding he waited in vain, the Mexican opened the conversation:
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''Are you related to Señor Pride?' asked Pepito, as we descended the stairs.
