The Massachusetts spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1821-1823, 1821-08-22

refreshing GOODNESS Of the atmosphere
was changed to close. and overpower-'
ing heat. Matilda looked up in admira-
ton, Emily in alarm: Sensibiity was
thinking of landscape-Sense, Of wet
pelisse. This would make fine
SKETCH said the first; sWe had better
make haste said the second. The
tempest continued to grow gloomier
above US. We passed ruined hut
which had been deserted by its inhabit-
ants. Suppose we take refuge here
for the evening" said Morris. 1t
would be very romantick,' said Sensi-
bility;' 1t would be very disagreed
ble,' said Sense. How it would aston
ish my father!' said the heroine; How
it would alarm him ? said her sister.
"Asyet we had only observed distant
prognosticks of the tumult of the ele.
ments which was about to take place.
Now, however, the collected fury of
the storm burst at once upon US. A
long and bright flash of lightning, to-
gether with continued roll of thunder,
accompanied one of the heaviest rains
that we had ever experienced. sWe
shall have an adventure cried Matil-
da; We shall be very late,' observed
Emily. q wish we were hundred
miles off, said the one ALPHABETICALLY )
Il wish we were at home,' replied
the other soberly. 'Alas we shall
never get home tonight sighed Sensi-
biity pathetically; Possibly retm"-
ed Sense drily. The fact was, that the
eldest of the sisters was quite calm, al
though she was aware of all the incon-
veniences of their situation; and the
youngest was terribly frightened, al
though she began quoting poetry
There was another and brighter flash,
another and louder peal. Sense quick
ened her steps; Sensibiity tainted.
" With some difficulty, and not with
cut the aid of conveyance from a
neighbouring farmer, we brought our
companions in safety to their fathers
door. We were, of course, received
with an invitation to remain under shell
ter till the weather should clear up;
and, of course, we felt no reluctance to
accept the offer. The house was very
neatly furnished, principally by the care
of the two young ladies. But here a.
gain the diversity of their manners show
ed itself very plainly. The useful was
produced by the labour of Emily the
ornamental was the fruit of the leisure
hours of Matilda. The skill of the for
mer was visible in the sofa-covers and
the curtains but the latter had deco
rated the card-racks, and painted the
roses of the hand-screens. The neat
little bookcases, too, which contained
their respective Libraries, suggested a
similar remark. In that of the eldest,
we observed our native English wor-
thies, Milton, Shakespeare, Dryden, and
Pope; on the shelves of her sister re-
clined the most effeminate Italians
Tasso, Ariosto, Metastasio, and Petrarch
1t was delightful thing to see two amia-
BILE beings with tastes SO widely differ
ent, yet with hearts so closely united.
"The storm now died away in the
distance, and a tranquil evening ap-
preached. We set out on our return.
The old gentleman, with his daughters,
accompanied US small part of the way.
The scene around us was beautiful
The birds and the cattle seemed to be
rejoicing 10 the return of the sunshine
and every herb and leaf had derived
brighter tint from the rain drops with
which it was spangled. AS we fingered
for few moments by the side of beau
titul piece of water, the mellowed sound
of flute was conveyed to US over its
clear surface. The instrument was de-
iightfully played: at such an hour, on
such spot, and with such companions,
we could have listened to it forever.
That is George Mervyn,' said Morris
to us. How very clever he is ex-
claimed Matilda; How very impru-
dent replied Emily. He will catch
all the hearts in the place. said Sensi-
bllity with sigh; He will catch
nothing bnt cold said Sense with
SILVER. We were reminded that our
companions we're running the same risk,
and we parted from them reiuctantly.''
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