| had come to believe, during my sojourn in the seminary of St. Thaddeus, in the truth of the Latin motto, Amor vincit omnia, ?Love conquers all'; but in my daydreaming I grew careless, lulled by the happiness around me. Convinced that all was well in Paradise, I granted myself the luxury of a little nap amidst Laurette's sweet golden nether-curls. Somnolent and placid, | did not waken until it was far too late. Laurette had cut off some of those golden ringlets, which she put in a little locket and gave, in token of her affection, to her niece Marisia. Oh, horror upon horror, to wake from my ... View More...
