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wanted. He was graceful, free, fast, stylish, and, 

 above all, perfectly gentle a very family horse. 



On the confines of Flushing stands a house about 

 two hundred feet from the road, and surrounded on 

 three sides by a high hedge of arbor-vitce. At the 

 front is a court-yard, and what was once a stately en 

 trance, with a carriage-drive round a circle, and a 

 number of noble forest-trees ; but the grass has cov 

 ered the carriage-road, weeds have choked the lawn, 

 and the trees spread their scraggy branches untrim- 

 med and uncared for. The dwelling is large, and 

 has a deep piazza along the entire front ; it gives ev 

 ery outward appearance of comfort, but no family 

 has occupied it more than two consecutive months 

 for many years. The house is haunted. 



Many years ago an old French lady owned the 

 place, and she had one daughter a beauty, of course 

 given to falling in love, equally of course, or she 

 would not have been French and somewhat undu- 

 tiful, as the sequel will show. The mother, accord 

 ing to the ordinary Parisian habit, wished to make a 

 good match for her daughter ; the latter, according to 

 the universal female habit, wished to select a hand 

 some husband for herself; the mother offered a 

 wealthy and highly respectable &quot; mentor, guide, and 

 friend&quot; of sixty; the young lady chose a dashing, 



