of the loved and lost. I will not so deal with a work of fiction; but rather ask you, for her sake, to accept this dedication in her stead. I can fearlessly offer my attempt at a picture of youthful error in my wild rebellious Kenneth, and of base and blame-worthy conduct in others of my story,-to you, whose whole career, from boyhood to the final hour of farewell, was one uninterrupted source of pride and satisfaction to her, and to all who belong to you. Forgive the saying so much (since I fain would say even more) in a letter which is set here for all to read who will; though it is inscribed only with your name. And believe me, now and always, Your affectionate Aunt, CAROLINE NORTON. |