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Yes; your ladyship.'
wild, if I may say so, that I praStop, stop,' said Johnson, not mised her I would not; and so I so fast dame : lady Julia did not hope, madam, you will be secret tell us what she saw '. No, Tum- too; for, indeed, I would rather mas; but what could she see but have died than have broke my a spirit to frighten her so much! word, or told any one else. But Poor young lady! did she not go you are our lady, and the mistress into stericks almost, in this very of the castle, and commanded me room?'- Why, yes, so she did,' to give you the keys which I have said the old man, musing.
not got; for lady Julia took then • You must know, madam,' (ad. with her, and said she would keep dressing himself to me,) • that my them; and they have never bees lady Julia took a fancy, as you asked for till now. have done, to go over the castle ; So then she recollected she and came one evening to me for had not shut the little door, and the keys, which nobody had ever would needs go back to shut it, asked for before. So I gave them though I offered to go, to prove I to her, but tried to turn her mind was no coward; but she said no, from visiting the West apartinents, she would lock it herself, and so 'cause of the dismal sights there; she did. Afterwards I went home but she only smiled at me, and with her, and it was well I did, for called me a cowa
ward; which, thank she trembled so she could hardly God, I am not.
walk. From that time she has •Well, I saw no more of either never visited the castle, but she lady nor keys till about a week has never been cheerful since. after, when happening to be walk- And now I once more beg your ing that way, I sees my lady fly ladyship to desist from goog into out of the little door through them horrid rooms, for fear, like which her dear father used to pass lady Julia, you see what could so many years ago.
never forget.' bounce by me, and almost knock'd I thanked the old man for his me down. Well, she run round well-meant admonition, but told to this door, and I follow'd as fast him he had only raised my curias I could.
osity, and I was determined to ex. • When she got in she fell into plore that part which was open, such a fit of crying that Agatha Werese to go, but Johnson begyed and I was most mortally frighten'd earn
rnestly that we would not at that to be sure ; but when she had got time of night, but come the next a little better I made bold to ask evening before the sun was down: her if she had seen the ghost : she I complied with his request. lnstarted up on her feet, “ Johnson," deed we had sat so long listening said she, “ ask me nothing--be to his story that the evening was secret--forget you have seen me far advanced; and Mrs. Howard this evening. As you value my observed, that by staying longer favour never mention this to me, we might be missed at hoine, and nor to any one. I have seen enough questioned where we had bees, to render me wretched' as long as which might occasion unpleaside I live! But the whole world need retrospections in the mind of Julia, not know it."
when she should hear the explans• She looked so white, and so tion.
The eyes of Johnson seemed to of your country to be in despair at thank her for this consideration, ideal disappointments. Had you and he promised to go with us if rouzed up your courage to have we still insisted on seeing the in- sought, you might probably have side of the castle, provided we found her, and enjoyed a duet ; went by day-light; and so to-mor- which, without doubt, you would row, or at least the first day we can have preferred infinitely to a trio ; make an opportunity, he is to show but, see the dear girl herself! us as much as he can of the en- Why do you not join her, Mr. chanted castle, to two damsels who Baderly” he thinks are much too bold. • Because that spot which is how
On entering the house we found noured by Mrs. Howard's presence Seymore and lady Mary at bat- must be the centre of attraction to tiedoor-and-shuttlecock, and Mr. all, while wit and beauty are held Linly and sir Harry Champly in estimation among men.' playing backgaminon.
She was going to reply, but was Mr. Baderly was sitting very prevented by the entrance of miss pensive in one of the windows. Lester and Walsingham. Mrs.Howard asked him where lord Helen looked extremely disWalsingham and miss Lester was. pleased at Mrs. Howard, and . He replied, 'they walked out early blamed the earl for taking so long in the evening, and are not yet re a walk; vowed she would go with turned; and, indeed, ladies, I was him no more, as walking in the just thinking of the easiest method country was an excessive travail of journeying to Elysium; whe- penible. The wind, I suppose,' ther by a gentle descent in the said she, has made a fine figure cunal, or a step up by the help of of me.'—At the same time fixing my garter. But since the graces her eyes on the glass.“ of Walsingham are returned, I •You are always a fine figure,' fancy myself there without the cried sir Harry, rising and coming assistance of either.'
towards her. · And since Walsing*Come, come, Baderly, this is ham is out of luck, may I hope to all bombast, I see you are vexed at profit by his misfortune? Wil something,--out with it man: you permit me to escort you in but soft; I think I can tell: where your morning's walk?'—"Ah, mon is my little friend Julia ? She does Dieu ! non je vous craindrois not appear to be of any of your vous, and will walk no more with parties.'
any of you."Lady Julia, madam, has not She warbled part of an Italian been visible this evening; and till air ; and turning to Mr. Baderly, you entered I imagined she was said, “You never walk, do you? with you. If I looked vexed, it Mrs. Howard and you, I suppose, was at finding myself left out of have been spending a mighty the beauteous trio.'
agreeable evening, while I have • Your servant, sir! but as you walked myself to death.' Baderly had no other reason for thinking bowed, but answered not. Julia was with us, but yoаr own They soon after sat down to imagination, which I supprise, like cards ; about eleven o'clock I reother peoples, deceives you some- tired to my room; but not being times, it was rather unchara teristic sleepy have wrote thus far.
Do not you think, my dear he leaned on the grave-stone, atid madam, the story we heard at old dropt a tear; and, as the tide of Johnson's a very odd one? The tenderness came over his heart, he account he gave of Julia's terror seemed to articulate-Alas! my amazes me; what could she have departed friend! Soon must I fol. seen? As for Johnson's story I low thee-soon must all submit, should think nothing about it, as and be as thou art! Soon, ah! ignorance is generally accompa soon must all descend into the nied by superstition; but Julia's gloomy silent grave! mind is an enlightened one, and I remember forinerly she used to • Ay, but to die, and go we know not. laugh at the idea of the appearance
where; of spirits; therefore would not have To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; been easily alarmed. Perhaps it This sensible warna motion to become is something she discovered there A kneaded clod; and the delighted which depresses her spirits, and to bathe in fiery floods, or to reside affects her health. I wish I knew In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; what it was, that I might, if possi- To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, ble, relieve her, and dispel the And blown with restless violence round. gloom which obscures her mind. about I hear Walsingham coming up.
The pendent world; or to be worse than Good night, dear madam, I will soon write again.
Of those, that lawless and incertain
thoughts Caroline WALSINGHAM. Imagine howling ! 'tis too horrible! (To be continued.) The weariest and most loathed worldly
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.'
Bending o'er the silent sod, reA FRAGMENT.
flection told him that life is a passa By S. Y.
ing shadow, a waking dream; and
all human grandeura scene of folly. -WHEN passing the village Let the vain court the hand of ama Ricardo alighted from the chaise; bition : Let obsequious meanness with persive step he entered the bend to tyranny in power; but let church-yard, and diligently search- me dedicate my little day of life ed the dreary abodes of the silent to Him who gave it,'—Eré he took dead, to find the spot that con
his last farewell of the everlasting tained the relics of his departed home of his departed friend he friend.
plucked from the turf some wild
flowers that wared their gentle • There, as he pass'ů with silent step foliage over his remains, while he and slow,
feasted in the luxury of meditas pleasing sadness o'er his bosom stole; tion, And then, thro' grief, the friendly tear did Aqw,
• Griefs sharpest thorn hard pressed on And sighs of sympathy escap'd his soul.' his breast,
He strove with wakefulmelody to cheer Ile approached the rising sod. The sullen glooin.-
He returned with the flowerets rays of the rising sun reflected in his hand-he said they would faintly on the fields which were constitute a memorial.-He pro- stripped of the harvest; the air no posed giving a part of them to her longer resounded with the melowho once claimed the friendship dy of birds; the dull silence which and the love of the deceased. - reigned was only interrupted by • With tears,' he exclaimed, will the screams of those birds of passhe snatch from me so dear a prize! sage which were about taking leare but, alas ! how afflicting must of us for a more temperate climate. that moment be; it will draw from This, indeed, is a very curious are the
eyes of the hapless maiden a ticle in natural history, and furflood of tears !-tears of sorrow, nishes a striking instance of a sympathy, and affection !-As he powerful instinct impressed by the uttered these words I beheld the Creator. Thomson, in noticing manly tear
their disappearance in Autumn, • Stand trembling in his eye;
says, And the cleep sigh, tho' half suppressid, "When Autumn scatters his departing
escape T'he confines of his breast.
gleams, Warnd of approaching Winter, ga
The swallow-people; and toss'd wide 1 A MORNING WALK
around, O'er the calm sky, in convolution swift,
The feather’deddy floats: rejoicing once, IN AUTUMN.
Ere to their wint'ry slumbers they re
tire.' By S. Y.
As I crossed the fields the No more the grove in vernal pomp prospect which Nature presented, aspires,
demanded reflection. The neighNo more the shades in wild confusion
bouring meads were no longer rise; But ex ry charm, and ev'ry grace retires covered with flocks of sheep, nor To softer climates, and to softer skics.
enlivened by their bleating, yet For me, withdrawn in bow'rs and miration. This is the season, the
there were beauties to inspire adglimm'ring glades, Thus let me joyous spend my vernal happy season, wherein the charms bloom,
of Summer give place to more luxe Where mazy
fountains wind thro' leafy urious enjoyments. The boughs shades,
of the apple-tree bend under the And quiv’ring lindens yield a soft per- weight of that golden fruit; the fune
melting pear, the sweet plum, the There may the course of changing life mellow grape, and numerous other be blest,
fruits too tedious to mention, seen With Truth and Virtue's pious deeds now to invite the hand to pluck adorn'd;
them. With what goodness the And there inglorious let me sink to rest,
wise Creator distributes his gifts! By Worth applauded, and by Friendship inoum'd.
And ought not we to be thankful. COSTWOULDION.
The forests are heralds of his boun.
ty, and thou, Oman! must be AT an early hour I arose to guilty of much ingratitude if thou take my autumnal ramble, The art insensible to this blessing, of
which every moment may now re tian queen,when decked with cest. mind thee; and I would fain adopt ly pearls, and dying with love, dise' myself, and wish the generous rea- play half the charms of this artless der to adopt, the charming lan- creature; nor could I figure le guage of the poet of the Seasons: nus inore attractive, when in her • For me, when I forget the darling favourite" Adonis. I cannot help
groves she caressed her theme, Whether the blossom blows; the Sum- quoting the description which the mer ray
immortal Shakspeare gives us of a Ruseet the plain, inspiring Autunn lovely woman :--he surely must gleams,
have seen a maid like this: Or Winter rises in the black’ning East, Be my tongue mute, may Fancy paint Fair, lovely woman, young and affable, no more,
More clear of hue, and far more beauAnd dead to joy forget my heart to beat.' tiful
Than precious sardonyx, or purple The morn was very clear and
rocks fine; and ere I had rambled far Of amethysts, or glittering hyacinth. entered a little coppice, and taking Beauteous and stately as the eye-train'd iny beat upon the trunk of an old bird; tree, I amused myself for some As glorious as the morning washid with time with a book, but was on a
dew, sudden surprised, at so early an
Within whose eyes she takes the dawnhour, by the appearance of a beau
ing beams, tiful female rustic, who was fast And golden Summer sleeps upon her
clieeks!' approaching me with a little hookstick in her hand, and followed by a We soon reached the destined ! little girl and boy, each with a little grove, and I enjoyed the pleasing basket. As she passed I (rather task, to fill their baskets with nuts, impertinently, I confess)exclaimed which having done, she approachGood morning, my dear.'-'Good ed me with graceful modesty, and inorning, sir,' she returned, with a glancing a timid look, kindly blush, and voice that conveyed de- thanked me for my attention, and light to my ears. I arose from my the trouble she had occasioned me. seat, and asked if I might be al- I was at this moment almost faslowed to accompany her whither cinated. I squeezed her lily hand, she was going.- Oh no, Sir! I and was going to steal a kiss, but thank you, she replied; I am I was stopped by the recollection not going far, we are only going of the dear ******. Within myin search of a few nuts.' With self I exclaimed, “A beauty has your permission, my dear,' I ex- made a forcible impression on my claimed, so will l.'-' You are feelings, but it is because she has perfectly at liberty, sir,' she cried, thy charms, thy features, and thy
without that solicitation.'- I attentions. No, ny **, never thanked her for her kindness, and will I cloud the serenity of thy accompanied her. As I walked brow by that demon, Jealousy! by her side I was enchanted with Thy empire, cruel maid ! over my the beauty of her person, her ani- heart, is not to be shaken.'-We mated countenance, her fine com- shook hands and parted; and I plexion, and the modesty of her resumed iny ramble, which soon deportment. Never did the Egyp- brought me to the high road, and