Pierre

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Such was the morning in June, when, issuing from the embowered and high-gabled old home of his fathers, Pierre, dewily refreshed and spiritualised by Sleep, gaily entered the long, wide, elm-arched street of the Village, and half unconsciously bent his steps toward a cottage.