ALICE GRANGER, A Tale of the West:
BY A LADY. Ours was the glance none saw beside, The smile none else might understand; The whisper'd thoughts of hearts allied, The pressure of the thrilling hand; The kiss, so gentle and refined, That love each warmer wish forbore; Those eyes proclaim'd so pure a mind, Even passion blush'd to plead for more. BYRON.CINCINNATI: PUBLISHED BY I HART & CO., SECOND STREET.
1852.DEDICATION.
This little book, is respectfully dedicated to those whose love of the intellectual and spiritual, lead them to select the few pearls they may chance to find, and to set them in their own crown of wisdom.
THE AUTHOR
PREFACE.
The following tale is not altogether a fancy sketch, or work of fiction.
The author has been intimately acquainted with similar characters and incidents.
As a "tale of love," it is supposed to possess sufficient interest to guide the reader patiently through its pages to the sequel. But its merit, if it has any, lies in the moral sentiment, and the spirit of revelation, or heart-perception of some of the characters.
While the writer deprecates a too severe criticism, she sincerely desires that its meaning and use, may be received by some youthful minds, as a way leading to the "good, and the true."
Those superficial minds, that read merely for anecdote, or the story, will overlook that which was more particularly designed for them.
THE AUTHOR.
FEBRUARY 20th, 1852.