Excerpt from Meredith, Vol. 2 of 3 The evening previous to our departure from Meredith Park, I went to take leave of the grave of my mother. How many melancholy reflections stole over my mind as I bent over her narrow bed, and recalled a thousand proofs and instances of her goodness and fondness for me! How calm 'and tranquil was that spot, hallowed to me as her resting place, and designed to be mine own, when ever Death should claim me. The silence was only broken by the plaintive notes of the thrush and blackbird, which sounded vol. II. B. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.