Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1855-01-26

with my rotund and jolly figure was un.
able to climb up the sides Of the rubbish
that had accumulated from the broken
walls during many years, without a help
ing hand. although had descended with
marvellous rapidity and ease.
While was in this situation my com.
paniOns, who were visiting the rooms
above with dear lavinia, and had fancied
that my stay here was voluntary, were
either amusing themselves by chucking
little pieces Of loose cement and rubbish
down upon me. or il had loosed Of itself
while in contact with their feet. lam, |
must add, naturally nervous and timid
and this made me feel the full unpleas-
antness OF my position, as may be gath
cred from my earnest appeal 10 the par
ty lend me hand to extricate myself.
But now farther and farther away
went the voices, and could hear those
Of dear Lavinia and the handsome friend
Of cousin Stephen, Mr. Valentine ST
George, in high and mirthfnl chorus, At
this sound for the first time in my life, l
felt strange sensation uuder the left
side Of my waiscoat. II made me feel
faint and angry, and in an instant ! be-
came aware that IL, Mr. David Horn.
castle-was, yes. jealous ofdear Lavinia
and my suspicious were Immediately
strengthened by the recollection Of innu-
merable little acts Of attention, pointed
aud particular, which had been gracious.
Iy accepted by her.
All t! no, i. could not be What, tha,
dear rosy. dimpIed face, with the float.
ing ringIe,s, aud laughing blue eyes, be-
long to one that was falsc-blue eyes
false, too-it was against my own con-
science, and every written authority,
poetIcal and romantic, to believe it
No. thought |, 'Mr David Horncast-
lie, you will here patiently await their re-
turn; do not fear the slim figure, glossy
black hair and moustache, of Mr. Valen-
tine st George, and you can, in the mean
time, seat yourself at the edge Of this
ruin, here, where hole has been broken
IN the wall, and where the bright and
glorious sun that ripens the Rhenish
grape, and gladdens the hearts Of the
poor travellers from Cockaign, can shine
upon you; and You have moreover, an
excellent view OF the old castle, and can
CRAFTY your antiquarian propensity by
studying the motley style OF architecture
and the curious arrangmen, Of the old
battlements.'
Said and done and Mr. David Horn.
castles legs are dangling ,hrongh the
hole at the exterior of the .un,
over the thick and bushy foliage.
], was glorious sight,-these old
walls. There was a rude attempt at ar
chi,ec.ure. which sufficiently showed, ev.
en- a. the early and barbarous age when
the castle was constructed. that the Ger.
manic people were iihbued with taste
for art which, with cultivation, had grown
into tina, rare excellence in, ana high
feeling Tor, artistic works which so gtea..
ly distinguishes them in the presen, day.
| had sat some quarter of an hour,
lost in such like agreeable antiquarian
thoughts, the which was treasuring
carefully up in my mind, so that might
be able 10 give them to our club when l
once more returned to the great me.rop-
oils.
1t was warm, even sultry, and the
weather began to exercise somniierous
influence over me. and for fear should
drop off to sleep in this dangerous posi-
tion, ! was about 10 abandon my seat,
when my eye caugh. sight ofa small red
figure in niche in the corner Of the
building, which had not observed be-
fore. 1t was a singular little object, but
upon the opposite and corresponding por-
ton Of the building, where there was a
like niche l supposed that there mus,
have been similar figure there in for.
mer times it was a droll little customer
about four feet high. Upon my word, !
thought, it's very like Bagsho,, Of the
Dnnniebrown Militia-ha! ha! what
whimsical idea. Egad I'll make draw
ing of it, and produce it at the club
won. there be q roar! Why, the little
wretch has go, a cooked hat and little
skewer ola sword. Out came paper and
pencil. and went to work forthwith.
Ny little gentleman advanced rapidly.
Now for that comical nose, il shades the
right Of the face. so-no, bother it, its
on the other side-pooh, it's turning up.
The face is grinning. wiuking. squirting
laughing-n's pointing at me, takes of
its cooked hat and makes apolise bow
OF NJ David Horne astle, while you are
a sound man 10 mind and limb. No; ]
cannot stir-a clean seat, nothing stick
ing, eh?- still can't bulge a step-he
fascinates me, the little ,herrid red mons.
ter with the glaring, squirting. starinng
eyes. 4 nope see you well. Herr Dav'
id Hornoipe'' :.
'Hosncas,le, sir if, you please"-f
could not resist the answer. am part
ocular about my name; my family was
connected with the Horncaslles who.
came over at the time Of william the
Conqueror.
"Oh! excuse me, N. David Horncastle,
said my little gentleman, IN soft tone
with funny merry laugh. that made me
less afraid Of him, 4 have taken fancy
10 you, sir you are an antiquary. and ]
see you have little feeling for those
good old times which lived in, long
time ago. and he gave sigh SO dee p