Bristol Bells. Marshall Emma

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       Emma Marshall

      Bristol Bells

      A Story of the Eighteenth Century

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066210793

Table of Contents

       PREFACE

       Bristol Bells

       CHAPTER I

       LONGING FOR FLIGHT.

       CHAPTER II

       THE SQUIRE.

       CHAPTER III

       AN ELEGY.

       CHAPTER IV

       THE LETTER DELIVERED.

       CHAPTER V

       THE ORCHARD GATE.

       CHAPTER VI

       THE SYMPATHY OF POVERTY.

       CHAPTER VII

       CONSULTATION.

       CHAPTER VIII

       THE SONGS OF ROWLEY THE PRIEST.

       CHAPTER IX

       THE POET'S FRIENDS.

       CHAPTER X

       A LONG RESPITE.

       CHAPTER XI

       CHRISTMAS AT THE FARM.

       CHAPTER XII

       THE FINAL BLOW.

       CHAPTER XIII

       AN UNSUCCESSFUL SUIT.

       CHAPTER XIV

       ON THE HILLSIDE.

       CHAPTER XV

       THE LAST EVENING.

       CHAPTER XVI

       FORGIVENESS.

       CHAPTER XVII

       THE LAST.

       THE END.

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      The incidents in the life of Thomas Chatterton which are introduced into this story are gathered chiefly from Mr. Masson's exhaustive essay and a biography of the poet by Mr. Chatterton Dix.

      In these books full details may be found of the pathetic life, misdirected genius, and tragic death of the boy poet.

      Several citizens of Bristol, who are connected with his sad history, appear in the following tale; the other characters are wholly imaginary.

      Woodside

       Leigh Woods, Clifton,

       February 1892.

Bristol Bells

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CHAPTER I

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LONGING FOR FLIGHT.

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      'Grandfather! I want to speak to you; please listen.'

      'Well, who said I would not listen? But speak up, Biddy.'

      The old man put his hand to his ear, and his granddaughter leaned over the back of his chair.

      'Don't call me Biddy, grandfather. I am Bryda.'

      'Bryda! Phew! Your poor mother was called Biddy, and you ain't better than she was that I know of.'

      'Well, never mind; but this is what I want to say, and Betty is quite of my mind. Do let me go to Bristol. Jack Henderson heard old Mrs. Lambert say she would like a bright, sharp girl to help her in the house, and I am bright and sharp, grandfather!'

      'I daresay, and make you a drudge!'

      'No;