by John Berwick Harwood . from Blackwood's, January 1861. A horrific incident happens to a 19-year-old girl which casts a dark shadow over her entire life. I was but nineteen years of age when the incident occurred which has thrown a shadow over my life; and, ah me! how many and many a weary year has dragged by since then! Young, happy, and beloved I was in those long-departed days. They said that I was beautiful. The mirror now reflects a haggard old woman, with ashen lips and face of deadly pallor. But do not fancy that you are listening to a mere puling lament. It is not the flight of Continue reading