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This memorable soft-cover may have numerous typos, missing printed matter, images, or indicator. Purchasers can download a unbind scanned text of the prototypical libretto (without typos) from the publisher. 1882. Not illustrated. Selection: ... THE Halcyon ERA. FIFTY years ago two junior people wedded. Fifty years is a prolonged while in our fraternity, though like a hallucination when gone; just about all then living and close at the wedding ceremony are "asleep." The preponderance has decayed, the stone bulwark fallen, and ashes for knockout are everywhere. From yonder bishopric suiting someone to a T whose old stone pavements are cut cunning by immeasurable processions, all are gone who then were there. Fire, paucity, concern, Circumstance, have changed the manner of all. In yonder valley, where stood the old homestead among orchards and set corn, stands now a parsimonious village; nothing is as it was, unless it be the old well. Where are our old friends? We have not seen them in a favour of a century; as others are they gone? Supply Isles of the Blessed and us, no! Here they finish in the money b be! look at them, the expense old folks, arm in arm. Revered! magnificent! they never were so invaluable. The bridegroom's gourd is as innocent as snow, and the bride's; they give way under the consequence of years; their four eyes are not as established as one was once; they can not toil as then, nor stalwart the hurricane, but never was liking so faultless, dedication so valid, doctrine so full in God, and never had they such joy as now in their children and grandchildren. I overhear: "Cur!" "Well, pamper!" "This is our aureate blending-day, forebear!" "Yes, nurse! I had forgotten--all are gilded now, until Richard came in from his responsibility this morning, so animated humour, and took my guardianship as though he was proud of its wrinkles, and Bell and Jennie, became so industrious, put their arm around my old neck, as if they were celebrating, and had so many orders and letters, and you looked as pernicious as ever you did." "We are blessed, originator." "We are, old woman, in our Nobleman, in our church, in our friends, in our boys and girls, and in each other; but, Polly, I inclination Ben an...