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Entered according to Act of Congress, in June, 1807, by J. W. Buhkk & Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the So. District of Georgia.
Yol. I.
Written for Burke’s Weekly.
THE WALK.
BY MRS. THEODOSIA FORD.
;immmm 110 is ready for a walk?’'
S group of her gay
companions who
w ere playing
around her. “Who is
ready for a walk ? Come,
come; I am going to see
the world.”
All were too much en
grossed with their frolic to
hear her invitation —all
but one, Charlie, a hand
some, manly boy, wh o
threw down his bat at her
call and followed her, cx
laiming with a laugh :
‘‘ I am ready to see the
world—your world—but I
wish it were mine. Come !”
!£ What will your world
be like?” cried Alice.
‘’You shall show it to me,
after you haveseen mine.”
And now they were at
the foot of the mountain,
the high mountain, and be
gan to climb, and there was
much mirth and laughter.
Yow, Charlie would insist
that she was tired and put
ting his arm around her,
to help her up; and
there were clusters of berries to be
gathered; and then a rabbit ran across
the road; and then a toad hopped out
from under an old log, and made them
both laugh, and so merry were they that
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Charlie forgot to answer her question
about his world, and they climbed on.
But now Charlie was impatient to reach
the top, and ran very fast to get up the
quicker, and left Alice, and so eager .was
he that all the beauty of the wav was
MISCHIEF"
lost to him: but little Alice followed af
ter, and very beautiful it was to her.
Sometimes, through the tall thick trees
which covered the mountain side, there
would be little openings where the wood-
man had been busy, and she could look
far away and catch glimpses of the grey
hills lying soft against the evening sky,
and beyond, the clear blue, shaded off in
to a golden light. Then sometimes, when
she stopped for a few minutes to rest, the
fresh mountain breeze
would rush down and
lift her curls, and the
falling leaves would
whirl and flutter down
into her lap, and the
bird and the bee would
come by, singing and
humming because they
were happy; then, re
freshed, she would go
on again.
On the top of the
mountain stood Char
lie, his cheeks flushed
and aglow with health
and exercise, hi3 eyes
bright and flashing with
his young, strong life,
the breeze lifting his
brown curls and blow
ing them about.
“Come, Alice, come!”
he exclaimed, as Alice
drew near, “come, Al
ice, come; is not this
beautiful! ”
They were on the
mountain top, but high
er and higher,all around
them, arose still more
lofty mountains, peak
upon peak, the whi t e
snow resting upon the
highest, and blending,
on the most distant,
with the light of heaven. Spread out
before them, basking in the sunlight, the
little valley, shut out from the -world,
seemed, with its wealth of corn-fields, to
laugh and sing; while, dotting the slopes
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