Joshua was an only child, his parents lived
over at the village, and we went to school together. His hair was not a
real blazin' red but only a dark auburn, for all of Nathan's nonsense
about it. Well, we loved each other, when mere children. As we grew
older I could see but one fault in Joshua, he was inclined to be
unreasonably jealous, and that was the beginning of our trouble. I was
young and giddy, and much as I loved him rather enjoyed teasing him, and
doing trifling things which I knew would vex him, while at the same time
I cared for no one else in the world; and I am now ashamed to say I
often accepted of the attentions of others for the mischievous delight I
took in making him angry and seeing him look cross, and it may be there
was a lurking pride in knowing that I had the power to make him jealous.
Truly, Walter, the human heart is a singular compound of good and evil.
I shall ever remember the last evening we spent together, it was at a
party. I know not what spirit of mischief possessed me, but I took
particular pains to annoy Joshua by my giddy and frivolous conduct.
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