The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 13, No. 79, May, 1864 by Various
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page 120 of 285 (42%)
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When human hearts shall thaw, and when
The ice shall melt away from men; And where the hearts now frozen stand, Love then shall blossom o'er all the land! * * * * * THE GOLD-FIELDS OF NOVA SCOTIA. It will probably be thought a startling statement, by the good people of our staid Northern metropolis,--certainly by those of them whose attention has not been called to the recent developments on this subject,--that within thirty-six hours' travel from their own doors, by conveyance as safe and even luxurious as any in the world, there exist veins of auriferous quartz, practically inexhaustible in extent, teeming throughout with virgin gold of a standard of almost absolute purity, and yielding a return to the labors of the scientific miner, rivalling, if not fairly surpassing, in their comparative results, the richest deposits of California, Colorado, and Australia. But then, if one has a startling fact to tell, why is it not best to tell it out, all at once, and in a startling manner? If the house-maid of our modest _menage_ should on a sudden discover that Aladdin's lamp had come home from the auction-room among some chance purchases of her mistress, and that the slave or genie thereof was actually standing in the middle of our own kitchen-floor at the moment, and grumbling audibly at lack of employment in fetching home diamonds and such like delicacies by the bale for the whole household, could we reasonably expect the girl to announce the fact, in the parlor above, in the same tone in which she |
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