...upon every bush and tree as if they did not know how to contain themselves for joy. '- 1 sighed as 1 remembered my poor Eliza's desire to depart under...a slumber — but suddenly she pronounced my name. t' I bent my head close to her's, the better to distinguish her accents, now but faint and low. " '...

...for joy. " I sighed as I remembered my pool Eliza's desire to depart under the cheerin?; influeeee of day-light. Alas ! her wishes were upon the eve...accomplishment ! " I returned to my station by her bed-sid« ; my father sat on the other side, watching her with anxious solicitude. " She appeared to...

...an infant falls asleep. The sun began to rise, and was already glancing its beams upon the windows. I looked from it upon the glorious object. Never was...a slumber — but suddenly she pronounced my name. ' 1 bent my head close to hers, the better to distinguish her accents, now but faint and low. ' " See...