The Port Gibson reveille. (Port Gibson, Miss.) 185?-1857, 1854-02-15

Sir Guy Harvey's park grounds are some
OF the oldest in England, with long avenues,
loving walks bosky dells, and sparkling wa
ters. There are points Of most beautiful
view and many painter goes thero Cor
sketches Of that rich, old rural cultivation,
characteristic Of our country. Lady Anne.
at her fathers request, rose one morning to
show me the rising sun, from a point Of view
much celebrated, and which Sir Guy thought
unrivaled. A winding path by a crisp little
brook, oyerhung with fowery shrubs. led to il.
Il was the highest point in the park, and
crowned with an oak. as old and more beauti-
ful than the royal oak at Boscobel. Under
this oak were rustic seats, and a table; and as
we approached it, we observed a rustling Of
the high shrubbery that screened the seat
from us. Some one was, evidently, hastily
retiring from the place and when we reached
it, there were proof that real person, and no
ghost. had just preceded us. A pencil was
dropped by the bench, and on it lay highly
finished sketch Of my friend, as she had sat
with me q was omitted , the day before. near
a lovely rosary. trying her maiden fortune, in
the fashion Of Margaret, in Faust, by picking
off the leaves Of a rose. Lady Anne blushed
as she perceived the unmistakeble resem.
blance How spirited she said How
expressive, How like | said But who
can have done ii? she asked. Some poor
old artist, | replied. mischievously, who has
run down from London for breath Of fresh
air. have known a hundred in my fathers
studio, who could do it.; my little friend
looked disappointed. and added, perhaps it
is y0uRg artisan amateur-it Is charm
ingly done; but then mere amatuer artist
might have done it,
~ think it was an amateur artist, Lady
Anne said. simply" do you think it is right
for me to keep it?'
- Certainly, it was designed for you, no
doubt; and the designer will be very much
disappointed if it DO not prove an introductO-
~ cpistle
An day We discussed this incident, as
girls only can discuss such trlfe. We ex-
pected from some one Of our many daily vlsi-
tors, to hear Of an artist being in the neigh
borhood; but, though we introduced the sub
iect Of painting and artists. and every topic
connected with them, we obtained no light on
our surmises. The next day, on a green
bank, by path we daily frequented, we found
another sketch. lying under a stem Of lovely
roses Of species that did not grow IN Sir
GUYS grounds. Here my pretty friend again
appeared as she had sat the preceding day,
under tree oyerhung with fowery vines,
while read to her. The little brook was
curling away beyond US, or rather beyond
her. for the artist seemed never 70 take me
into his field Of vision. Her large black
Newfoundland was lying at her feet, and her
prettiest Of poodles lovingly EMBODIED IN its
huge pangs. How very strange" she ex-
claimed. How very pretty" | said; but
where on earth, or under the earth, does this
coniurcr hide himself, that VIC can get not a
glance Of him, or a suspicion Of his presence =
1T was true, that the labYrinthine walks
and dark woodlands Of this park afforded
abundant hiding-places. where one might be
unseen For a whole week. each day, these
mysterious sketches appeared each lovlier
than the last, each more stimulating to our
curiosity, more fattering to my friends mex
perienced vanity.
"From the beginning Of our recreation.
Lady Anne had been learning the art and
mystery Of driving; and every day, attended
by a groom. we took delicious drive IN her
mothers poney phantom, within the park
On the Sunday following the week Of our
artistic intercourse with her admirer she had
ordered the groom to open the park gate
and tempted by the beauty Of the coming
evening, and more by the free spirit Of youth,
that ever longs to get beyond bounds, we sal
lied forth. We did not return tlll the last
ray Of the long English twilight was fading
away. Lady Anne dreaded her father $ DIS
approbation, (she had nothing from that gen.
tle rood man more severe to dread,l and she
drove rapidly. There was a steep bank, and
a sharp turn near the park gate, for which
she was too inexperienced to calculate; ana
IN bringing the horses around too swiftly, she
overset the carriage. and We were thrown out,
and down the bank. As soon as we could
rally-for we we're not much hurt, but palsied
Will terror. we found ourselves, or rather
Ladv Anne found herself supported and aided
bv 4 Young man, who had come, Heaven
tnows whence, TO her rescue. The groom
was compelled to give his attention to the
horses. and the aid Of the stranger was lndls-
nensable to support the trembling girl TO her
home We were met at the door by the
Gther and mother already apprised OF the
accident. and amidst exclamations OF, Are
YOU hurt, my childg-' nor you' dear Mss
% THANK God - How could you be
= ;nd;screet Anne!' They did not forget
o;v;l;t;es 70 our cavalier, who, whatever else
be might be, was an unquestionable, gentle
man. He had lodgings at a few miles dis,
tance fr3m Avonside. You will doubtless
aid Sir Guy to him, take the trouble 70
come to.morrow, to inquire after these young
ladies' 70 whom you have done such essential
kindness; do US the favor to come over %
dinner We dine at six The stranger nc ac.
cented IN a manner that proved him familiar
with the Offices Of good breeding, and with
certain .rt modesty that quite won Sir Guy
heart for. like most persons well advanced
n life. he deemed ttat the quality wanting
n the Young men Of the day
aOf course, as soon as we retired 70 our
own rooms, Lady Anne and | compared notes.
rho stranger could be none other, than her