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By Wit of Woman

By Wit of Woman

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Chapter 1 FROM BEYOND THE PALE

Word Count: 1162    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

re, Jefferson Cit

u have believed me dead, and I have m

justly degraded, dishonoured and defamed. This letter and its en

ther's unmerited shame. You can yet do something more-give her your name, so that mine with its disgrace may be forgotten; unless-it is a wild thought that has come to me in my last hours, the offspri

y name and hers from the stain of this disgrace. I have kept the vow-God knows at what sorrow t

the enclosed paper-the story of my cruel wrong-and tell her that during the last years of my life my thoughts were all of

fortune as I have, I am send

di

RESCHLER, CO

r, Christabel

yourself alone. For two years I have tried, with such strength as was left to me by those who did me this foul wrong, and I have failed. Were you a son, I should lay this task upon you as a solemn charge; but you are only a girl, and left in your hands, it would be all but hopeless,

t I give you the main outline here and send in this packet many memoranda w

ll the great Slav nobles, Ladislas, Duke of Kremnitz. I continued, as I believed, to enjoy his confidence for two years longer, up to the last, indeed. He was one of the leaders of the Patriots-the great patriotic movement which you will find

lexinatz with reversion to his only son, Count Stephen; and it is necessary for y

hreatened to have me imprisoned; and that Duke Ladislas, unwilling to quarrel with Duke Alexinatz, although taking my part in the affair, desired me to absent myself from Buda-Pesth until the storm had blown over. He pressed me to leave instantly; and, suspecting nothing, I yielded. I had scarcely left my hou

red and my spirit broken by my captivity; and learned that I

use; my flight was accepted as proof of my guilt, and, most infamous of all, a conf

e to face knows my heart and that I am innocent; but prove it I cannot.

it would with longing for a sight of your face and a touch of your hand. I thank God I ha

never know, unless your u

and bless you is the last p

VON DRE

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eft me his fortune and his name, when, in sorting his

le my uncle had intentionally kept them from me, he

, poor

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