Chapter I: Front Matter
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OLD KENSINGTON
BY MISS THACKERAY
LONDON SMITH, ELDER, & CO., 15 WATERLOO PLACE 1908.
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T'is life whereof our nerves are scant, Oh! life, not death, for which we pant, More life and fuller that I want.
Alfred Tennyson.
A DEDICATION
_TO SOME NEW FRIENDS._
Sometimes new friends meet one along the mid-way of life, and come forward with sweet unknown faces and with looks that seem strangely familiar to greet us.
To some of these new friends I must dedicate my story. It was begun ten years ago, and is older than my god-daughter Margie herself, who is the oldest among them. She is playing with her sister and her little cousins in the sunny Eton nurseries. Harry has a crown on. Annie is a queen who flies on errands. Ada and Lilly are Court ladies.
My neighbour Dolly and the little Dorotheas, however, have a first right to a presentation copy. It is true that the little ones cannot read, but they need not regret it; for Margie will take them on her knee and show them the pictures, and Georgie and Stella and Molly shall stand round too, and dark-eyed little Margaret can tell them her own sweet little stories, while Francis chimes in from the floor. Eleanor cannot talk, but she can sing; and so can our Laura at home and her song is her own; a sweet home song; the song of all children to those who love them. It tells of the past, and one day brings it back without a pang; it tells of a future, not remorselessly strange and chill and unknown, but bound to us by a thousand hopes and loving thoughts--a kingdom-come for us all, not of strangers, but of little children. And meanwhile Laura, measures the present with her soft little fingers as she beats time upon her mother's hand to her own vague music.
8 Southwell Gardens: _March 20, 1873_
CONTENTS.
I. BRICKS AND IVY
II. DUTCH TILES
III. TO OLD STREET BY THE LANES
IV. AN AFTERNOON AT PENFOLD'S
V. STEEL PENS AND GOOSE QUILLS
VI. DOWNSTAIRS IN THE DARK
VII. CLOUD-CAPPED TOWERS AND GORGEOUS PALACES
VIII. IMMORTELLES
IX. THE BOW-WINDOWED HOUSE
X. A SNOW GARDEN
XI. RABAN MEETS THE SHABBY ANGEL
XII. DOROTHEA BY FIRELIGHT
XIII. LITTLE BROTHER AND LITTLE SISTER
XIV. RAG DOLLS
XV. GEORGE'S TUNES
XVI. A WALKING PARTY
XVII. 'INNER LIFE'
XVIII. AN AUTUMN MORNING
XIX. KENSINGTON PALACE CHAPEL
XX. RHODA TO DOLLY
XXI. CINDERS
XXII. MRS. PALMER
XXIII. THE TERRACE AT ALL SAINTS' COLLEGE
XXIV. ROSES HAVE THORNS, AND SILVER FOUNTAINS MUD
XXV. GOOD-NIGHT
XXVI. GOOD-MORNING
XXVII. LOVE LANE FROM KENSINGTON TO FULHAM
XXVIII. UNBORN TO-MORROW AND DEAD YESTERDAY
XXIX. UNDER THE GREAT DOME
XXX. WAVE OR FLAME
XXXI. A BOAT UPON THE WATER
XXXII. TRUST ME
XXXIII. CIRCUMSTANCE
XXXIV. WHITE ROSES
XXXV. 'ONLY GEORGE'
XXXVI. THE SLOW SAD HOURS
XXXVII. IN AN EMPTY ROOM
XXXVIII. THE POLLARD-TREES
XXXIX. THUS FAR THE MILES ARE MEASURED FROM THY FRIEND
XL. UNDER THE CLOCK-TOWER
XLI. I BRING YOU THREE LETTERS--I PRAY YOU READ ONE
XLII. RACHEL
XLIII. CRAGS AND FRESH AIR
XLIV. WHITE WITH GAZING
XLV. WHAT AUNT SARAH LEFT FOR DOLLY
XLVI. THE SORROWFUL MESSAGE
XLVII. FROM HEART OF VERY HEART
XLVIII. AN EXPLANATION
XLIX. SHEEP-SHEARING
L. TEMPERED WINDS
LI. 'SING HOARSE, WITH TEARS BETWEEN'
LII. AN ANDANTE OF HAYDN'S
LIII. THAT THOU ART BLAMED SHALL NOT BE THY DEFECT
LIV. HOLY ST. FRANCIS, WHAT A CHANGE IS HERE!
LV. SEE YOU NOT SOMETHING BESIDE MASONRY?
LVI. THE PLAY IS PLAYED, THE CURTAIN DROPS
OLD KENSINGTON.
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