Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1847-03-05

path, she would at any rate get there and
when she reached the porter's lodge, at the
gate Of the palace, che would there ask them
TO take her back TO the beginning Of the path,
which she was sure some Of them would do.
She set out, then, expecting every moment
10 hear her name called from behind her fol
she remembered that Christians friends
were clamorous that she should return, and
she naturally supposed hers might be so, too;
but she was firmly resolved to pursue the
same course that he did, and put her fingers
in her cars, that she might not hear.
She had her misgivings, certainly, as to
the propriety Of leaving home but then she
thought Mr.. Roberts had so distinctly recon-
mended her journey, that her aunts could not
blame her very much, particularly as it had
not escaped her observation how cordially
they had agreed with him, as to the %necessi-
ty Of it; and they had so often, on a Sunday
evening, exhorted her to do, during the week,
all that Mr.. Roberts had enforced in his SER
mons, that she thought, or tried TO think.
that for once they would nave no cause to
complain. She scrambled over or through
several hedges, without seeing anything at
all like a path through the fields; still, she
fancied she was going upon the hill. and she
thought if she reached the palace, they would
allow her to sleep there, although she had
not come in by the Wicket Gate, since she
really wished TO go through it; and she anu
sed herself by wondering whether she should
sleep in the same room where Christian had
slept, and whether they would give her any
armor, or whether it was only worn by men
pilgrims.
She was interrupted in her reverie by see.
ing a number of cows running, as she fanci-
ed, towards her so she began 10 run too,
and it was not till she had climbed gate in
to the next field, that she had missed one of
her shoes, which had fallen off in her rapid
fight-that same shoe which caused so much
lamentation at home. She burst not 90 back
TO look for it, as a dog was still chasing the
cows; but she thought she could manage 10
walk without it, as the grass was so very
soft, and she was sure either Prudence, Pie
ty, or Charity, would give her a new one.
At last, she reached the high road, and he.
gan 10 ascend the hill. By this time, she
was very tired, very sleepy, and very hun.
cry, but she remembered Christian had felt
sleepy here, also and she resolved, howev-
er tired, not TO sleep in the arbor, for which,
however, she looked in vain, and concluded
it had been pulled down she could not help
feeling very glad Of it, as, with her tired lit
tie limbs, it certainly would have been very
difficult TO resist the temptation.
She was very much shocked TO see how
many people were coming down the hill, and
that no one but herself was ascending it,
AT length, she saw two tall, big men, appa-
rently running a race down, and her little
heart beat more rapidly, as she thought how
very awful the lions must look for if these
were not Timorous and Mistrust themselves,
she did not for a moment doubt that they
were terrified in the same manner.
She had not seen any ions the day they
passed In the carriage, and she had some
almost ventured to hope that thew no
existed but how the poor little THING
trembled, when, on reaching the bend of the
road where it swept of to the lodge she had
before seen, there appeared, reposing under
the shade of two fine beech trees, two enor-
nous lions! Maria was no great naturalist,
or she would have perceived, at once, that
they were made of stone /; but she never, for
a moment, doubted that they were really the
lions She stood gazing and trembling for
some time, continually repeating, 1.-The IL
ons were chained, but he saw not the c%lains;"
and then, summoning up all her courage, sh4
ran swiftly between them, passed through
the gate, and knocked, with all her might, at
the door Of the lodge.
1t was opened by a tall. good-looking man;
and Maria, awe-struck at beholding, at length,
one Of the individuals of whom she had
thought so much, dropped a courtesy, and
said,
"lf you please, sir, are you Watchful!"
"Why, Miss, as 10 that" said the man,
smiling good-humoredly, 81 hopes be;
what did you please to want!"
81 want Discretion, if you please, sir" re-
piled Maria.
81 say, Miss" said the man, looking over
his shoulder, at his wife, 'didst ever hear the
like Of that-here's a little maiden saws as
how she wants discretion. Well, I've seed
many a one as wanted it afore, but never one
as owned to it,"
A sharp-feaiured, vinegar-looking woman,
now appeared, looking very unlike anything
Maria expected TO see so near the house Beau.
tiful.
5 you want discretion, Miss, do YOU
wantl"
81 thought" said Maria, trying 10 feel
brave, 81 might be allowed to sleep either
here, or at the palace"
A private conversation now took place be.
tween the husband aud wife, in which il was
agreed he should take Maria to the quality at
the great house, as may be they would make
something Of her. Maria felt very proud
when she found herselfwith her hand in that
of Mr.. Watchfnl, and actually on the way
to the palace. Her guide left her outside,
while he asked to speak to Mrs. Adams, to
whom he said that the little lady's in~teIlects
seemed all of a heap together, it was such a
queer thing, to hear a child like her talk of
want of discretion, though no doubt it was
all very true.
Mrs. Adams told him to get a horse read v.
mat she might send him off to the friends of
the little girl, as soon as she could ascertain
who they were; and she came and led Ma
ria by the hand into the drawing-room so ten
derby, and looked so very kindly, that Maria
began 10 feel quite treasured.
She was delighted to see three young la
dies in the room, who, of course, were Pie
ty' Prudence, and Charity. Mrs. Adams, as
| soon az She had uiyan H.. "