Litchfield enquirer., 1861-02-28
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A VIVID ALLEGORY.
BY CHARLES DICKENS.

Once upon time. good many years ago, there was a traveller and he set out npon jour ney. It was magic journey, and was to seem very long when he began it, and very short when he got half way through
 He travelled along rather dark path for some little time, without meeting anything, until at last he came to beautiful child. So he said to the child, What do you do here ?" And the child said, am always at play. Come and play with me-"
 So he played with that child the whole day long, and they were very merry. The sky was so blue, the sun was so bright, the water was SO sparkling, the leaves were so green, the flowers were 50 lovely, and they heard such singing birds and saw so many butterflies that everything was beautiful. This was in fne weather. When it rained, they loved to watch the falling drops and to smell the fresh scents. When it blew, it was delightful to listen to the wind, and fancy what it said, as it came rushing from it's home-where was that, they wondered !-whistling and howl ing, driving the clouds before it, bending the trees, runbing in the chimneys, shaking the houses, and making the sea roar in fury But when it showed. that was the best of all; for they liked nothing so we'll as to look up at the white flakes falling fast and thick. like down from the breasts of a million of white birds and to see how smooth and the drift was; and to listen to the hush upon the paths and roads.
 They had plenty of the finest toys in the world, and the most astonishing picture books all about cimeters, and slippers and turbans and dwarfs, and giants and genii, and faries and blue boards, and bean-stalks, and riches, and caverns, and forests, and Valentines and Orsons and all new and all true.
 Bat one day, of sudden, the traveller lost the child. He called to him over and over again, but oot m So ho went on fora little while without meeting any thing, until at last he came to handsome boy. So he said to the boy What do you do here p And the boy said. I am always learning- Come and learn with me-"
 So he learned with that boy about Jupiter and Juno, and the Greeks and the Romans, and know not what, and learned more than could tell, or he either, for he soon forgot great deal of it. But they were not always learning they had the merriest games that ever were played.- They rowed upon the river in summer, and skated on the ice in winter; were active afoot, and ao- tive on horseback at cricket, and all games at ball at prisoners base, hare and hounds, follow my leader, and more sports than l can think of they had holidays too, and Twelve cakes, and parties where they danced to midnight. and real tneaters where they saw palaces of real gold and siiver rlse ont of the real earth and saw all the Wonuefs or the world at once, As to friends, they had such dear friends and so many of them, that want the time to reckon them up. They were all young like the handsome boy, and were never tQ be strange to one another all their lives through.
 Still one day in the midst of all these pleas ures the traveller lost the boy as he had lost the child, and, after calling to him in vain, went on upon his Journey. So he went on for alittle while without seeing anything, until at last he came to young man. So he said to the young man, What do you do here?'' And the young man said, am always in love. Come and love with me-" ..5ss s5 sas is53a5a So he went away with that young pan, and presently they came to one of the prettiest girls that ever was seen-just like Fanny in the cornel tnere-and she had eyes like Fanny, and hair like Fanny, and dimples like Fanny's and she i'aughsd and eelorsd just like Fanny does while