Revi-Lona

About this book

At 8 o'clock in the evening of Friday, the twenty-fifth day of June, 1880, I was the happpiest man of two and twenty in West Newton, or, for anything I know to the contrary, in the little world of Southwestern Pennsylvania, or the big about it; for on the following Sunday-just forty-eight hours distant-I was to wed a woman whom I lived very deary, Clara Burleigh, the only child of a wealthy and worthy old banker of the town.