James Fenimore Cooper

James Fenimore Cooper

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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper Tales for Fifteen

Weston," said Julia with a little anger; "but I have often said, you were incapable of friendship."
"Try me!" exclaimed the youth fervently. "Do not condemn me without a trial."
"How can I?" said Julia, laughing in her turn. "You are not a girl."
"Can girls then only feel friendship?" inquired Charles, taking the seat which Miss Emmerson had relinquished.
"I sometimes think so," said Julia, with her own good-humoured smile. "You are too gross—too envious—in short, you never see such friendships between men as exist between women."
"Between girls, I will readily admit," returned the youth.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper Tales for Fifteen

What heart of sensibility has stood and coldly gazed on a scene over which the eye, that it loves to admire, is roving with delight? Who is there that has yet to learn, that if the strongest bond to love is propinquity, so is its tenderest tie, sympathy? In this manner did our lovely heroine pass a day of hitherto untasted bliss. Antonio would frequently stop his horses on the summit of a hill, and Julia understood the motive; turning her looks in the direction in which she saw the eye of her lover bent, she would sit in silent and secret communion with his feelings.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper Tales for Fifteen

She wants the greatest charm that nature can give to a woman—a warm, grateful, and affectionate heart."
"And pray, sir," said Maria, bending her eyes inquisitively toward the youth, "if she want it, what has she done with it?"
"She never had one, Miss Osgood. I will grant you that she is lovely, exquisitely lovely! pure, gentle, amiable, every epithet you may wish to apply, that indicates nothing but acquired excellence: but as to natural feeling, she is as cold as an icicle—in short she is destitute of heart—the thing of all others I most prize in a woman, and for which I admire you so much."
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