s. Greeley's Favorite Spring-The Children's Play-house-Gabrielle's Pets-Travelling in 1836-New York Society-Mr.

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utes of plain, practical instruction, unembellished by rhetoric, to the congregation. The church, it is true, is four miles distant, but Gabrielle's aristocratic ponies, Lady Alice and

children's play-house," a little white hut on the borders of the croquet ground, where Ida and dear

sic on Sundays. However, we have a Dissenting church for a next-door neighbor, and the residents of Chappaqua are chiefly Quakers, who frown upon the piano as an ungodly instrument; so with a sigh, I replace in my portfolio that grand hymn that in

y pretty stitch, and in the Bavarian colors-blue and white-and my Bavarian thimble-silver and amethyst-are put away in a

reading, although I see nothing objectionable in them; but after all, one requires, I think,

we do?" sa

ngs of gauze and crape, and stroll off to the spicy pine grove, where we sit down on the dry spines, and Arthur repeats to us quaint bits from some of the rare old books h

spot upon the entire estate, and I do not wonder that Aunt Mary, with her keen love for the beautiful in Nature, her indifference to general society, and her devotion to her children, to study, and to

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rred to any other on the place-even to the spring at the foot of the side-hill, so celebrated in the campaign times as the spot where uncle and his visitors would stop to "take a drink," when returning from a walk. Exquisite in her neatness, Aunt Mary would frequently order the

y for this spring is evident by his de

o the swamp below, is the spring,-pure as crystal, never-failing, cold as you could wish it for drink in the hottest day, and so thoroughly sha

to suit Aunt Mary's taste, and very comfor

erted for one recently purchased and refitted on the edge of the village; but the cottage in

he house is a large boulder, moss-grown and venerable. This, Aunt Mary would not have removed, for she loved Nature in its wildest primeval beauty, and now the rock is associated with l

l well, and then let it fly away. At one time she had in the play-house a little regiment of twelve toads, a red squirrel, and a large turtle. Aunt Mary never wished her to cage her pets, as she thought it cruel; consequently they had the range of the play-house, and Gabrielle fed them very conscientiously. She ought, however, to have followed the example of St. Francis, who used to preach to animals and insects when he had no human audience, and given her pets a daily dissertatio

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the snake certainly did depart from it, and astonished the family much by gliding into the kitchen with the unhappy toad in his mouth. Poor Gabrielle's feelings can

et her. The portrait mamma draws of her as a bride would scarcely be rec

er glowi

it in mamma'

A great event this was to me-far greater than your first visit to Europe, for the journey occupied double the time that is now spent between New York and Liverpool, and

e that I had ever seen, my brother left me in charge of a party going through, as he supposed, to New York. Then ensued two weeks upon a canal boat; very slow travelling you children wou

the care of the captain of the canal-boat, who promised

at, but they had been introduced upon Lake Erie, near enough to my home for me to hear, with alarm, of all the accidents that had so far befallen them

d eyes had never before beheld, by which I was surrounded; I neither spoke to nor looked at any one, nor dared to leave my seat even to go to dinner; but endeavored to gain, from the sacred volume in my hands

I did not faint-I was much too alarmed for that; I merely turned very white, and trembled from head to foot. The wheel-house had been blown away, I learnt before

evoted exclusively to elegant residences. Upon inquiring for Mr. Greeley, my consternation was great to learn that although he had looked at rooms in that house, he had not engaged them, and the landlady had no idea of his address. I was almost as timid about cabs as I had been about the steamboat; for I had heard stories of young girls being robbed and murdered by New York cab-drivers, and here I was, late at night, in all the whirl and excitement of the metropolis, driving

en I was introduced to my new sister. I had seen no pictures of her, and knew her only through brother's description, and a few letters she had written me since her marriage, and I was quite unprepared for the exquisite, fairy-like creature I now beheld. A slight, girlish figure, rather petite in stature, dressed in clouds of white muslin, cut low, and her neck

niscences of uncle's fir

died; going over a paragraph several times, until she had fully comprehended its subtleties of thought, and stored them away in her retentive memory for future use. During that year, I never knew her to read a work of fiction; but philosophy or science formed h

rnal, he was comparatively a man of leisure, and he and Mary went frequently to the theatre, and to hear lectures-a source of great enjoyment to both of them. They also mingled considerably

s of the Knickerbocker, one of whom, Willis Gaylord Clark, was at that time writing his clever 'Ollapodiana;' Fitz-Greene Halleck, the poet; George M. Snow, who later in life became financial editor of The Tribune, and is now deceased; Professor A. C. Kendrick, of Hamilton College, the translator of Schiller's 'Victor's Triumph,' which subsequently appeared in The New Yorker, and which, you will remember, your uncle has occasionally read for us at our own Tuesday evening receptions;

t journal. He was what might be called a literary fop, and was much given to the production of highly-wrought, Byronic poems and sketc

or, somewhat surprised,

s curls, 'I am not Mr. Greeley, but,' drawing himself up, 'I am

as considered so good a joke that for years he was called i

brother never had time to accomplish himself in the art. I remember, however, that at a Christmas party given by his partner, Mr. Wilson, he was induced to dance a quadrille. His mathematical accuracy enabled him to go through the figures perfectly, when he had once seen them d

o over-fond of dress. She was no devotee to fashion, and her toilet was, even at that perio

t at his marriage, and as it confirms what mamma has said of Aunt Mary's beauty, I will make some extracts from it. M

TENNESSEE,

GRE

ack upon scenes that have past eleven years ago, though vivid now even as ye

dest personage one who is now acknowledged as the

attention: for instance, do you remember your first meeting with a certain Miss Cheney at the house of Squire Bragg, the father of Capt. Bragg, who lately distinguished himself at Monterey and Buena Vista? Do you now remember to whom you related the secret of your visit, who procured the parson, and what persons accom

you, and to learn something of the results and cha

t wife, and if there be any, or many li

respec

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