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    cbw » h ^ giarpieff $ <> n ^ f ^ who hme thv mipfaftujrte to be cursed with it « V / f fV / fft / p ^ ah ^ nbut ha if so rery cWd , —nJ&f see ! there a * swn ^ hi ^ e be cannot spoil - Do look at that iight playing amongst the uutr bushes ; could you not fancy they were creatures sporting ? How they flicker and whirl about and about like large iire-ftiev only so much more rapid ; and the wind , bow it whispers—how it gives a being to the trees ! what would this beautiful world of a wood be without the wind ? Why one vast , rich , deathly stillness—like Brandon Hall !' < Still Brandon Hall , Flora . '

    c I could not help it just then , papa ; but I do love the wind ; and it * is go nice to sit with you here and watch I he li ght and shadows ; and do you not like those deep recesses like cares amongst the trees ?—Now that the shadows are deepening , you could fancy them the homes of the Fauns and the Dryads . Papa , do you not feel as though there were spirits all round you when you are in the woods V At that moment a gush of melody" cqaie from the throat of a bird : ' There it is on the bough yonder , look at its pretty eyes ; it seems singing to us as if it loved us . ' Y VaJ ^ r had made no answer to Flora ' s last question ; a gleam of expression Ugh ted his face as the bird ' s son g had flashed through the branches like a sunbeam ^ but for a moment—he then sank into one of those deep reveries to which Flora was accustomed and which she seldom disturbed . This time he remained longer than usuai . The sun went down and the shadows deepened , and it was only the chill of the etening acting upon the external senses that recalled him to the external world . He started up hastily : 4

    My child , it is late ; we must return home , ' and he drew Flora ' s arm within bis own , pressed it tightly to his side , aod walked briskly forward . It was now Flora ' s turn for reverie , which her father was ia no mood to interrupt . He had of late given rise to her conjectures as to the causes of his moods of abstraction , or rather she had

    become of an age to take more thoughtful cognizance of tbeai . He had never spoken to her of her mother , and site had carefully abstained from all questions on the subject , since the slight e * t ailusion never failed to bring a painful expression into her fatfe ** * s countenance ; and Lady Brandon had been anxious to keeph « r $ n ignorance of all the circumstances of her mother ' s history , Iflst in the enthusiastic devotedness of Flora ' s character it wight lead

    her into further collision with Sir James . Both father and daughter continued their way in silence They came within bight of their eoUugfl home . It was iu * sheltered valley , the lauds that rose inruafcdiatfdy behind it b ^ longiipg to it , « nd g iving it the name by which it had been deaigMHd * The last gEtams of the departed sun were lingeiiag ia U * e » watt , thd mists were rising , tha sound *) of labour haa c * as # « l utii ^ pmn place to torivetoal <* uit * , < HJy » brok # tt by the Marking of « ic «» in

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1835, page 521, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2648/page/21/