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but she could never send me away while she “I won't; but Mabel-Mubel," she gasped, Mr. Bradley. “You know, Mrs. Milburn, we has confidence in my character. No, no! eagerly.

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every thing.” impossible! Heaven would never permit “ We must talk over matters quietly," “Thank you, Mr. Bradley ; thank you!” that. Then you know Mr. Bradley—" observed Mr. Bradley, evasively. “My dear And, sick at heart, scarcely realizing the “Mr. Bradley does not govern here," Se- Mrs. Milburn, Dr. Manley—"

terrible position in which she was placed, ton exclaimed, with marked emphasis.

“Oh, but tell me about Mabel first—" she turned from him and sank into a chair. "Perhaps in little things,” replied Clara ; My dear, I regret to say that Dr. Manley "Well, come," muttered Mr. Bradley, but in great matters a man is master of his has not pronounced any opinion upon that “it's a mercy it's over. Poor thing! she own house; and I am sure his sense of jus point."

takes it in very good part. Mauley's wrong; tice"

" But that was the point," she cried, in I'm sure he is. I'm a coward-coward! Port “And Basil Bradley—that eminently good agonized voice; “my very life - blood, my wine, port wine!” and Mr. Bradley wiped young man ? child!"

his eyes and his glasses. He would have “Basil Bradley! I scarcely ever see “You see," said Mr. Bradley, “that Dr. liked to say some more kind words to Mrs. him," answered Clara. “Besides, he's im- Manley only called upon us as an old friend. Milburn. He lingered near her, but the mersed in business, morning to night." Mr. Jackson, our family lawyer, will see him words stuck in his throat. Basil's entrance “Do you think they contrive to keep him professionally in a few days—"

was a great relief. away from you?”

“But Mabel-Mabel !” she exclaimed, in “You never will be in time, my boy!” “No, no, no ! absurd ! ” accents of despair, and burst into tears.

“I certainly sha'n't,” replied Basil; “I “ That Martba ; that confidential cat, “Do oblige me by putting a little re- must go up to town after all." Martha?"

straint upon your feelings,” said Mrs. Brad- “No, Basil !” exclaimed Mr. Bradley, in "Quite a mistake-quite a mistake, I as- ley. “We can't do impossibilities; we are a tone of regret. sure you." trying to do the best we can."

“The telegram says “Yes.' I shall do “Then I am mistaken,” said Seton, with Clara Milburn felt, from the hard, unsym.

what I can to catch the one o'clock' from significant gesture.

pathetic tone of the voice, that Mrs. Bradley Waterloo, and then take a fly over from “You are indeed mistaken,” replied Clara. had pronounced her condemnation. Captain Chertsey.—Good-morning, Mrs. Milburn. I “ It's very cruel of you to talk in this strain.” Seton's words were fast coming true.

didn't see you for the moment." And tears rose in her eyes, for, deny it as she “I have got to tell you,” said Mr. Brad. Sbe rose from her chair. might, she felt he was telling the bitter ley, speaking with great hesitation, “that “Good-morning, Mr. Basil; you must al. truth.

Dr. Manley considers — or rather that he low me also to say good-by!” "Cruel !

Heaven forefend!” exclaimed thinks on the whole-or perhaps all things Good-by?” " be exclaimed, with astonSeton. “All I desire is to open your eyes to considered—that it would, or rather might, ishment. the true state of things in this house. Pre- be better if you were somewhat nearer Mr. Yes, I am going to leave you this even. pare yourself; the end will come far quicker Jackson's office.” than you deem. Dr. Manley is now here, in “ Nearer Mr. Jackson's office!" exclaimed Going to leave us ? " conference with Mr. and Mrs. Bradley." Clara, almost dumfounded.

“I'm sure it's time for my long visit to “Dr. Manley here! they've not sent for “Yes, my dear-rather nearer,” repeated come to an end," she said, striving to hide me!” she exclaimed, with surprise.

Mr. Bradley; “ lodgings, you understand." her anguish with a smile. “ Dr. Manley is not here on your account, Yes, I understand,” replied Clara, in a “Nonsense, Mrs. Milburn!" but on theirs—not for your justification, but faint voice.

“ It's necessary for me to be in town, for theirs in retaining you here."

She sank back in her chair-she felt that near the lawyer.” “No, no! I tell you a thousand times, no ! her condemnation was finally pronounced. “Who says that ?" asked Basil. You talk in vain when you try to shake my “We sball take every care of her, sha'n't “Dr. Manley advises it." faith in these good, true friends. They must we, Mrs. Bradley ? "

“ Dr. Manley!” exclaimed Basil, with be true. My child has been taken from me. Mr. Bradley endeavored to assume a cheer- warmth. There must be some mercy left on earth. No ful voice.

“ The fact is," said Mr. Bradley, interwoman could ever be permitted to stand Certainly, Mr. Bradley ; certainly!” vening, “you see, Basil—" alone against such fearful odds."

“We thought of Martha's sister," pur. “Yes, father," he replied, with emphasis, “Blind yourself with that faith, if you sued Mr. Bradley, "near Bloomsbury Square. “I see; I see ! but he said no more, and will," replied Seton, in an ironical tone. “Dr. -Oh, come in, Martha, if that's you." his manner lapsed into its usual phlegmatic Manley must needs declare in no undecided It was Martha, and she did come in; it condition. tone his confidence in your cause, or you had been arranged that she should do so. " Allow me to thank you, Mr. Basil," said leave this house. Mrs. Bradley will send you “You say your sister's drawing - room Clara, in trembling voice, " for all your at. away-and then?" floor is disengaged ? "

tention to me." “And then I shall be without one friend “Yes, sir,”

" Don't mention it, Mrs. Milburn,” he rein the world.”

“You must know, my dear," continued plied, bluntly; "don't mention it. Well, “One friend,” urged Seton.

Mr. Bradley, addressing Mrs. Milburn, “ that then, if it must be so, good-by!" “ Not one! Leave me, Captain Seton.” Martha's sister was formerly in service He shook the hand she offered him, but She turned from him with contempt and here."

he threw no warmth into his grasp. His man. scorn, but he felt he was only baffled for the “Yes, sir-please-ten years," exclaimed ner appeared even more than usually cold time. He knew that Mrs. Bradley was doing Martha, in dignified tone. · Then married and indifferent; in fact, just the sort of manher best to favor bis cause-to drive Clara from this house; and now she's a respectable ner Mrs. Milburn was prepared to expectMilburn through sheer desperation into his widow; pays rents and rates regular." the manner of a hard-headed, practical man

Mr. and Mrs. Bradley entered the “It won't seem like being away from us of business, full of business thoughts, start

The interview with Dr. Manley was altogether,” observed Mr. Bradley, in a kind- ing, as of daily custom, for his London work. over; he was assured it could only have one ly tone; “will it, my dear?

“You'll lose your train, Basil !” ex. ending, and he retired into the garden in full “Oh, no, Mr. Bradley ; certainly not!" claimed Mrs. Bradley, catching at any cause confidence of future victory.

replied Clara, shuddering at his words. to prevent her son from conversing with Mrs. Clara flew to Mr. Bradley as soon as he “Martha will go up to town this morn- Milburn. entered the room.

ing,” said Mrs. Bradley, "and make all the “ Time enough, mother!” “You've seen Dr. Manley. Oh! will they arrangements with her sister; and Mrs. Mil- And Basil, after a few business remarks let me bave my child—will they–will they ?" burn will be able to go up in the evening in to his father, went toward the garden. Seshe exclaimed, with piteous vehemence. our brougham, after it has taken us to the ton met him on the threshold. “ You mustn't excite yourself, my dear,” Sharps.”

“Settled matters with my uncle ? " said Mr. Bradley, kindly.

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" I've knocked that share mania out of I started up the steep, zigzag hill-path, and Before long, I found myself at the end of his head!” replied Basil, with a good deal steered a breathless course heavenward, my own ridge, apparently overhanging the of emphasis.

through dewy beather and blueberry-bushes, red-roofed, irregular town, and sat down on “A thousand thanks, old boy; and now and over difficult rocks and grassy kvolls. one of the hospituble benches established you're off to the birds ? "

The world enlarged around me as I climbed, there. A wooden railing afforded a not un"No; to London first; perhaps the birds though the feathery arc of white cloud which necessary precaution against tumbling over in the afternoon."

spanned the blue overhead grew no nearer into the front yard of the little white villa on “One moment, Basil!” exclaimed Mrs. for all my pains. At length I attained a the road-side below. The villa, plain enough Bradley, following her son to the window. small, semicircular stone erection, which, in itself, was surrounded by a small garden

Don't forget my best love to Margaret from below, had seemed to crown the hill, full of roses; and its porch was heavily over. Woodford. I shall write to her to-day, to but which now turned out to be somewhat

grown with woodbine.

Out of this porch ask her to stay with us next week.”

below the highest point. It commanded, presently issued a woman and a little girl, Mr. and Mrs. Bradley stood together nevertheless, a comprehensive view of the and walked about the garden, picking the watching their son as he hurried down the Schandau Valley, still hazy with the remnants beautiful flowers. The woman was simply garden; they loved him so much! they were of last night's mist. The pine-trees on the clad in white, and had a green bow on the so proud of him! he was such a good young ridge of the hill opposite seemed almost with- bosom of her dress—as if she were a hu. man! he had never given them a single mo- in reach of my outstretched arm. Below, manization of the villa. Her hair, however, ment's anxiety! But when Mrs. Bradley some four or five hundred feet, appeared the was not red, but black. looked at her son, and thought of what wom- flattened roof of the Badebaus; and there Beyond the town flowed the river Elbe, en are capable of becoming—thought of the were the hypochondriacs, pigmies now, still and, winding westward, gleaming white, swept many cunning pitfalls which fair little hands lingering over the iron-spring; and a young round the broad base of Lillienstein, five can dig, of the nets woven in finest mesh by lady a couple of inches high pacing slowly to miles away. The great rock, from this point deft white fingers, then her heart misgave and fro, and occasionally sipping milk from of view, resembled an old woman sitting her; and in her maternal love and fear she an infinitesimal tumbler. There, too, comes closely huddled up beside the river in a green hated her own sex most thoroughly, and she a microscopic Karl, and begiys to set a break- cloak, her gray head bowed forward on her wished, as fervently as wished the old ascet- fast-table, with tiny white cloth, and glisten- knees. On the railroad just across the stream, ics of desert, cave, and pillar, that women ing plates no bigger than heads of pins. This an engine was steaming itself out of breath were utterly uprooted from the economy of life. pebble which I hold in my hand, were I to in the effort to set in motion an innumerable

Seton passed into the room, and quietly cast it down, would utterly overwhelm and train of freight-wagons. Above the railroad approached the chair where Clara Milburn crush out the entire establishment - Bade- was a showy, glistening, bannered edifice, was sitting, with head bent over the table, haus, hypochondriacs, Karl, iron - spring, perched, brand - new, on its raw, green terand her hands clasped over her face.

young lady, breakfast-table, and all. Heav- races ; above this, again, a yellow-stone quar“The end has come," she murmured ; ens! what power for wholesale destruction ry, and, higher still, the pine-fringed summit not one friend-not one!"

is in this arm of mine! Yet, tremble not against the sky. Ferry-skiffs, gay with awnpoor mites, I will not annihilate ye; more- ings, and full of passengers by the early

over, were one of you but to turn his eyes train from Dresden, were being poled across; MOUNTAINEERING IN hitherward, it is I who would appear insig. the landing-place, however, was shut out from MINIATURE. nificant, and you the giants.

my view by the intervention of the line of Fresh and invigorating was the atmos- hotels which is drawn up so officiously along phere at this height, polluted by no human the river-margin. The most prominent feat

exhalations, but seeming to be the essence ure in my immediate neighborhood was the (Conclusion.)

of last night's stars, dissolved for my use by church-steeple, which bulged out irregularly this morning's supsbine. After swallowing like an insufficiently-swaddled infant. None

my fill of it, I left the little stone semicircle, of the streets in the town were visible; but Y daylight I was dimly awake, and and took my way along the ridge of the hill, the green tops of the trees planted along

dreamily aware of the singing of a bird toward the river. Looking downward, there them rose up above the ruddy roofs, seaming outside my window. Of all the bird-songs were the red-tiled roofs of the villas almost them into uneven quadrilaterals. Meanwhile, that ever I heard, this was the briskest, most below my feet; farther out, the brook, flow. from the chimneys the smoke of a hundred high-strung, most dandified; giving my drow- | ing on hastily between its green banks, and breakfasts began to rise, reminding me that sihead the fancy that some elfin exquisite was at one point rushing out in white foam be- my own was still uneaten. I returned along busy arranging his cravat, purting his hair, neath a dark archway ; beyond, still the the ridge of the hill to my semicircular basand pointing the ends of his mustache before road, with its line of houses of older and quaint- i tion, whence descending, as it were, through a dew-drop mirror; uttering the while a bril). er growth, seeming to rest their aged shoul- the very tops of the gloomy fir-trees, I sat iant series of fairy witticisms upon the follies ders against the perpendicular hill-wall behind down to table, warm and glowing, with an of society. I fell asleep again, and dreamed them. Long, narrow flights of stone steps appetite for the largest of beefsteaks. The incoherently, but not unpleasantly, despite mounted straight upward from the kitchen. | hypochondriacs and the milk-drinking lady my cramped position ; but awoke soon after doors of the villas, leading to heights of back- had wandered away; several people, singly to see the pure sunshine lighting up the fir- yard on a level with the tops of their chim- or in parties, were breaking their fast beneath trces on the opposite bill-side, and to hear neys. There was one villa, high up on the the trees; excursionists were strolling past, the inner voice of the brook babbling to it- opposite hill-side, where it made a white and Sunday was getting fairly under way. self beneath the window. Even then I should break in the dense growth of firs, which was By the time I had lit my morning cigarette, pot have got up had not a steady tide of weep- romantic with battlemented turrets and mul- the yard was quite alive, and those who had ing set in from the babies in the adjoining lioned windows, and dignified with an elab- parted latest the night before were now hyp

orate staircase of dressed stone, winding ocritically complimenting one another upon No matter how early I rise in Saxony, Ithrough several landings to the porticoed the freshness of their appearance. After & never fail to find people up before me. It doorway. Farther on, surmounting the ex- cool half-hour I resumed my hat and staff, was now but little after five o'clock, and two treme spur of the ridge, and abreast of the and leisurely began the ascent of the Schillerelderly hypochondriacs were dipping up the village, was the little Schloss-Bastei Restau- | Höhe, on the other side of the road. iron-water from the spring in the front court, ration, with its flag flying, its camera-obscura while a pallid young lady, blanched, I sup- like a black pill-box, and its vine-covered pose, from indulgence in city dissipations, beer-garden, where I had quaffed many a re- It was a ten minutes' easy climb. The was pacing slowly up and down the walk, freshing stoup after a dusty tramp from Dres- well-built, easily-graded path went zigzagging sipping fresh milk out of a tall tumbler. For den, chatting the while with bright-eyed, upward beneath the tall, dark pines, bordered my own part, being in search of an appetite, i good-humored little Marie.

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er, huckleberry-bushes, and tufts of narrow- admire, and being altogether too honorable dare believe that the people who live in leaved grass.

At the turns of the ascent a person to counterfeit admiration, he was America ten thousand years hence will de. were benches, either constructed from a slab not long in making up his mind that his only vise another way still. If such things must of stone laid across two uprights, or hewn in proper course was to retire. This he accord- ! be directly named at all, let the name be simthe solid rock whenever it jutted out con- ingly did, as sedately as he had come, by no ply descriptive, like those the Indians give. veniently. Enterprising climbers had worn means forgetting to deliver me a second cer. There is much talk nowadays about the short-cuts straight upward from corner to emonious bow (which I returned) before pass- wholesome effects of a sense of humor and a corner of the path, tempting to look at, but, ing out of sight.

perception of the ludicrous; and Englishas short-cuts, fallacious, unless men were Hereupon ensued anotber interval of si. men, Americans, and others, pride themselves made on the principle of a balloon; and, on lence and solitude. I finished my pipe; and upon the possession of these qualities. But reflection, I have come to the conclusion that so soothing was the murmuring of the pines Nature, I imagine, must often find us humor. they must have been created by people on the and the wild, domestic twittering of the birds, ous in another sense than we intend, and downward trip. Saxons will climb, and climb that I think I should have yielded to the bears our tiny impertinences with a smile to good heights ; but it is indispensable that temptation of compensating my bad night with too broad for us to see. But how shall we the incline should not be arduous. In the .a nap, had not my drowsiness been scared make our maps if the places are not to have present case, the gradual slope was further away by the sudden advent of a bevy of names to them-names, too, which are names, modified by putting in three or four stone laughing, prattling, sky-larking young wom- and not descriptive sentences ? This is cer. steps at the end of each short stretch ; and en, upon whom the solemnity of my demean. tainly a formidable argument. All that can if all should prove insufficient, there were or produced not the slightest effect. So, be said against it is, that a rage for what is always the benches to fall back upon.

finding that they were determined to take called conciseness is the vice of the time, The profound stillness which prevailed possession of the place, I resigned my depu- and that what is called circumlocution has here at this hour had an exquisite charm. ty-tutelarship perforce, and retired in my been made a bugbear. The truth is, that our Through openings between the trees I caught turo. Following a downward-bending track conciseness, which is a literal and not a real lovely green glimpses of the valley below. I stumbled upon a small cave, partly hol- conciseness, leads to the worst kind of cir. I met no one until, when nearly at the top, lowed out of the natural rock, but owing most cumlocution, wbich is not real circumlocuI came upon two peasant-girls, each with her of its attractions, such as they were, to ma- tion at all. To be truly concise is, once to basket, sitting down to rest.

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“Schiller's Grotte," it was called, in express clearly one idea ; and what idea, ex“ Good-morning,' and one of them responded black letters upon a white ground. Of course, cept a ludicrous one, would an undoctored with sober courtesy. A few steps farther on Schiller may have sat in it; there is a pretty intelligence receive from the expression I was startled, emerging from such a depth outlook over the valley from a point near at Mount Washington ? So far from being conof seclusion, at coming abruptly in sight hand, and the Grotte is ostentatiously fitted up cise, it involves a potential volume of exof an open, commonplace road, with a cart with a semicircular stone seat, which, how. planation before our undoctored intelligence rumbling along it; and beyond, broad fields ever, can hardly date back to Schiller's time. could be brought to see the point of it. But sown with potatoes and cabbages, and scat- Be that as it may, the place, when I visited the Indian name, which we call circumlocu. tered orer with half a dozen women - culti- it, was peculiarly unsavory, and nothing less tory, is truly concise, as all true circumlocuvators. Still keeping to the path, I soon than a Noachian deluge would have kept me tion must be. Circumlocution is primitive and came to tbe Schiller-Höhe itself.

in it a moment. I rambled on, and soon came majestic, and must lie at the bottom of all In itself, it certainly did not amount to to another coign of vantage, a little lower right perception of truth. Were it not, un. much-a square shaft of gray stone, on a down than the first, but overlooking a wider fortunately, sq awkward a word to pronounce pedestal, the whole less than ten feet high. | prospect. Wooden benches were provided and write, I might sing its praises indefiniteOn the side toward the valley was a medal- here also, and a sign-board, mounted on a ly, making my very eulogy an example in lion of Scbiller's head, and a date—1859; pole, informed the visitor that this was Frie. | point. But, after all, such polemical euloand all four sides, both of shaft and pedes-dens-Platz.

gies are not particularly suited to a Friedens. tal, were crowded with the names of visitors, The Saxon custom of sentimentalizing Platz. and the dates of their visits. Round about, over all their pretty places, and branding at a respectful distance, were placed wooden them with lackadaisical titles, is not alto. WHATEVER Otber people's feeling may be, benches, apparently for the purpose of facili- gether agreeable to a foreigner. It destroys there is no doubt that Saxons like a pretty tating the study of so remarkable a work of the finest aroma of natural beauty to have it place all the better for having a lackadaisical art. Accordingly, I sat down and fixed my coarsely insisted upon and crammed down name, It gives them their cue, and they diseyes upon it. Three small, ragged boys, dis- your throat by some vulgar fellow who hap- pose themselves accordingly. I had not more mayed at my solemnity, gave up their irrev- pens to have been beforehand with you in dis- than got through the above diatribe when a erent gambols and retreated into the woods. covering it. Every one, it seems to me, ought Saxon family appeared - a man and wife, Finding myself once more solitary, I filled a to be allowed to believe, if it suits his fancy to child of four years, and nurse. They looked pipe with sweet “ Lone Jack," and smoked, do so, that whatever charm he finds in Na. at the prospect with complacency, it is true; and dutifully meditated upon the poet, who, ture is virginal for him ; that it has not been but the sign-board was their primary admiraI suppose, composed some one of his poems previously breathed upon, handled, cata- tion. “ Friedens-Platz !” they repeated to or tragedies on this spot.

logued and labeled, by an impure rabble of one another, in a congratulatory tone, and After a while, I heard an approaching spectacled and professional enthusiasm-mon- then took another look with new eyes. Friestep, weighty and sedate; and soon appeared gers, who never can rid themselves of their dens-Platz-yes, yes! Observe, once more, a stout, elderly gentleman, in wide, black itch for besmearing every thing they come in the peculiar peacefulness of the valley; and clothes, who, upon seeing me, paused to de- contact with with the slime of their own of- methinks the sky is calmer and the breeze liver a gravely ceremonious bow, being under fensive personality. The Saxons, though they gentler here than elsewhere. Blessed signthe impression, probably, that I was a sort carry the matter to the greatest extreme, are board !—to think that we might have come of deputy-tutelar genius of the grove, em- not the only ones blameworthy in it. Let a and gone, and never known wherein the charm ployed during the poet's absence. I returned man name his house, if he likes; it is his own, of this spot consisted, or whether it had any his salute with all the dignity I could com- and should suggest him, and the name helps charm at all! It is all in the sign-boardmand. He advanced toward the monument, it to do so. But what is the use of giving to peace be to it, and to the poetic insight that and inspected, though with a rather embar- eternal mountains and everlasting rivers the placed it there ! rassed and mechanical air, the medallion and puny patronymics of our so-called great men, These people did not stay very long, and the date. It was easy to perceive that he whose pigmy reputations are astonishingly I sat them out. My next visitors were a was a morbidly considerate man, and shrank long-lived if they endure five hundred years ? woman and two men-pleasant, respectable from subjecting the affair to a rigid criticism I suppose the mound-builders of America people, and, I think, Swedes. The woman while even the deputy - tutelar genius was bad their own way of distinguisbing Mount was not only very good-natured, but incredi. looking on. Moreover, finding nothing to Washington from other mountains; and I | bly loquacious and voluble: and so agreeable

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were the tones and inflections of her voice Here a deep ledge, cushioned with heather, however, more distinctly than I could disthat, although not understanding a syllable served me admirably for a seat, and a projec. cover the stream itself.

All sounds were so she uttered, I found an indescribable charm tion lower down gave a rest for my feet. I echoed up between the rocky walls, that they in listening to her. The effect was magnetic was indistinguishable from the road, and in- reached my ears as plainly as if originating and soothing. Here was a good opportunity visible from behind; yet myself commanded but a few yards off. for studying the influence of mere speecb- every thing. It was a fall of about three A hill-top is a real and not an apparent-a divorced from all knowledge of its meaning | hundred feet to the road below.

moral as well as a physical-height. I doubt -upon the ear and sentiments of the bearer. Facing me was a magnificent bastion of whether a murder, seen from a great elera. Undoubtedly it has great significance-is at rock, rising to a higher level than mine, and tion, would move the beholder to any deeper least as important to language as the mate- split and cleft in every conceivable direction. feeling than pity-men's deeds appear of the rial of a building is to its architectural de. Wherever root could cling, the stern surface same size as they. I should like to be in. sign. It was only my guess that this lan- was softened and enriched with small trees, formed, however, which requires the finer guage was Swedish ; it may just as well have bushes, or heather; which last, being very plen- structure of mind—the power to appreciate been Hawaian or Persian. Whatever it was, tiful and in full purple bloom, gave a delicious Nature in great, or in little? To be able to .it tripped along at a great pace, in a kind of tone to the slopes. The rock itself was va-. see the beauty of a grand prospect, or of a short, four-footed canter: no drawling or rious in tint: reddish where little exposed to mossy stone shadowed with fern? Certainly, dwelling upon syllables; little sibilation, but rain and sunshine; in other places gray; a common man, who would gaze with admiraplenty of sh’ing, tt'ing, and pp'ing. While and mottled elsewhere by lichens like a Per- tion at the former, would see nothing worthy the woman thus held forth, one of her com- sian rug. One kind of lichen, not uncom- attention in the latter. It is true, on the panions sat quietly listening, giving occa- mon, showed in broad splashes of sulphur- other hand, that refinement loves not the litsional vent to an assenting or annotatory / yellow. All these colors, harmonizing among tle to the exclusion of the great, but great grunt; the other kept walking restlessly to one another, were turned to wholly different and little both. Neither does vulgar admiraand fro, interpolating a sentence here and keys by sunshine or shadow. In many parts tion necessarily vulgarize its object. Neverthere. I sat for half an hour, my back turned the sunlight caught the bastion obliquely, theless, who can discern minute beauties, upon the party, apparently absorbed in the illuminating the projecting points in sharp may recognize, in great, qualities invisible view-really so, in fact; for the flow of bab- contrast with the rest. The silent immobility to the untrained eye; and the common man, ble did not interfere with my appreciation of of rocks is profoundly impressive; and this perhaps, loves not solely or chiefly the grandwhat I saw, but chimed in with it. Very surface-play of light and color but empha- eur of the prospect, but, rather, tbat sensa. likely, on the other hand, it was I who inter- sizes their real unchangeableness.

tion of moral in material elevation—the feel. fered with the Swedes.

The broader clefts or gorges, extending | ing that he is grander than the grandeurSmall sounds below in the valley were from top to bottom of the bluffs, were ver- the crown and culmination of it. distinctly audible at this height. The first- dant and rich with crowded foliage, and fiddle of the Badehaus band was tuning his seemed to invite ascent; for, wherever a tree instrument in the front court; there came can grow, there man fancies he too has a

A PRECIPICE possesses a strange charm; the slow jar of a cart, and now the driver right to be. Great bowlders had in many it is, in a manner, divine, being inaccessible cleared his throat. The road was visible for places fallen from above, and lay buried in to man, with bis belittling civilization. But, a considerable distance, winding up the val. green beside the brook. For centuries had if steep places lead our upward - gazing ley like a smooth buff ribbon; the brook they lain there; and slowly, silently, and thoughts heavenward, they also remind us flowing light and dark beside.it, in pleasing beautifully, had Nature healed their scars of the devil when we shudder on their brink. contrast with the bright, moist green of the and clothed their nakedness with moss, What is the spiritual significance of the phegrass and the swarthy tint of the pine-clad heather, and leaves of all kinds. Trees nomena of gravitation ? Something profound hill. The whole valley was a westward-curv. pressed in lovely jealousy to the brook-side, and universal, I fancy. I have never experiing furrow, ploughed by some immeasurable eager to see their tender images mirrored enced the common desire to spring from great giant. The summit of the opposite hill was there. How sweetly and closely they min. heights; but had I, as a malefactor, to choose bald above its side-growth of trees, just like gled together, branch within branch and leaf my form of death, I would cling to some such the head of an elderly man in a counting. to leaf, each with its own beauty beautifying great bowlder as that on which I was then house. White villas dotted the slope, even its neighbor! How rich were their con- sitting, and bid the executioner use his lever. to the top; riverward lay Schandau, wedged trasting shades of green! How melodiously Then headlong downward would we thunder between its valley-walls, and massed around did they whisper to one another, when the to the valley's far bottom, and, falling underits steeple. Against the horizon, on all breeze gave them tongue! How well each neath, I should be provided with both a grave sides, uprose abrupt pinnacles of rock and leaf and bough turned sun and shade to ad- and a gravestone ere I were well dead. But jagged, detached bowlders, the like of which vantage, and how inspiring was the upward that the general adoption of this expedient abound throughout this region. Lillienstein impulse that filled each one! If trees, as for settling with condemned criminals would was hidden by the woods behind me; but some maintain, are emblems of men, it must soon deprive us of all our overhanging cliffs

, the crest of Wesenstein, across the river, be the men of the golden age !

to say nothing of scaring away superstitious reached into sight. A faint odor of pine- Those which grew beside the brook had, tourists and picnickers from our valleys, I leaves hung in the air, though the breeze was in some cases, attained a large size; but only would respectfully recommend it to the con. scarcely strong enough to blow it about. the smaller ones had been venturous enough sideration of the board !

to scale the cliffs and peer fearfully over tbe What I most liked about my bowlder

hollow verges. Trees have a fine and novel (apart from such reflections) was its isolaI LEFT Friedens - Platz to the babbling effect when seen from above with the sun tion-the thought that nobody could find me Swedes, and walked along the ridge of the shining on them. The edges of the succes. out, or get to me if they did. I was sepa. hill, as on the back of some enormous ani. sive layers of branches catch the yellow light, rated from my kind; and, though greatly in mal. The stillness of the woods was such and the structure and character of the tree, the minority, I felt that the advantage was on as to make the heart beat; each Justy blade as it tapers upward to a point, is thus more my side-I had banished them, not they me. of grass, and leaf of tree, and vegetable, clearly defined than when viewed from below, Moreover, I indulged myself with the per. stood so motionless, yet so deeply alive. At or on a level. But their fascination is, in all suasion that I was the first who had ever set length the path brought me to the verge of respects, inexbaustible. Where they over

foot on that spot, and that a long time would the narrow, precipitous cañon through which hung the brook, its warm brown tint was elapse before any one came after me; and the road runs after passing the bend above deepened to black; but, through the midst then I amused myself with speculating on the Badehaus. I managed to clamber out of the gloom, its wrinkled surface snatched what manner of man he, my successor, would upon an almost inaccessible bowlder, which at the light in magic sparkles : Nature never be: whether he were yet born ; whether he had been partly detached from the face of omits what is needful to complete her har. would be a Frenchman out of the next war, the cliff, and dizzily overhung the road. mony. I could hear the gurgle of the stream, or whether æons would go by, and Europe

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he known by another title before be came. would have compelled the tramps to stop and Pending these questions I took out my pipe hear him out! But this young man feared and smoked, where no man ever smoked be. to appear ridiculous; and the savage sinceri. fore. My isolation, it must be confessed, ty which Mr. Carlyle ascribes to all great had not separated me from the faculty of

not reconcilable with any such timidenjoying good tobacco as other men enjoyed ity. A great man must spend his life in it; or, for that matter, from being shone on what, for a small man, would be a position by their sun and breathing their air. After intolerably ridiculous, even for a minute. all, therefore, it amounted to very little. Every human soul stands on a pinnacle of its own, eternally individualized from all its fel- I CLIMBED gingerly back to the main-land, lows; but our very individuality is our plain and, leaving my bowlder forever, made my est badge of brotherhood; and the love and way by degrees to the road, and followed it life which the good God gives us show it to for about a mile. At one point the brook be but a means to his end, and otherwise in- made a little détour, inclosing a lawn of the significant.

softest and most brilliant green I ever beAn excursion-carriage rattled by, seeming held. Straight upward from it sprang a to make slower progress than it did; I smooth, gray bluff, near two hundred feet in watched it from its first appearance round height, throwing a deep, cool shadow, sharpthe southern bend till it disappeared just be- ly defined, over half the plot. Two peasant. neath my feet; and, on its reappearance, till women were mowing the grass with sickles, it went out of sight behind a road-side cot- and the wind, which had begun to rise, was tage about a quarter of a mile northward. taking great liberties with the skirts which The driver blabbed his guide-book formulas at best scarcely covered the knees of their as they passed, pointing here and there with stout, bare legs. Along the summit of the his whip; and the people stared dutifully at cliff overhead a procession of long-shanked the rocks, and straight at my bowlder, but trees was straggling against the sky. Farther without noticing the strange fungus upon it. on I came to the entrance of a wood-path, At one moment I might have dropped the wbose shady invitation I could not resist; ashes of my pipe right into the open mouth and in a few minutes more I found myself in of the senior member of the party. Some- the heart of a pine-forest. time after this, three pedestrians came in I sat down upon a mossy stump, such as sight-two at the southern bend of the road, poets write of—indeed, mossy stumps and and one at the northern. The curve of the stones have become so hackneyed in literavalley was such that, at the rate they were ture that I am shy of further enlarging upon going, they would not come in view of each them. The pines were from sixty to one hun. other until within a few yards of their ineet- dred feet high, growing palm-like, with all ing-point, this point being a little to the right their foliage at the top. Their music, thereof my position, and about opposite a decayed fore, sounded far away, like the murmur of bridge, which, by-the-way, must have been an ocean in the clouds. Their thick, dark built for no other purpose than to fish from foliage strove to veil from the sun the slender it, for its farther end almost impinged upon nakedness of their long, graceful limbs; but the vertical face of the opposite cliff, up he peeped through, nevertheless, and made which not even a Bertram Risingham could beautiful sport of their shyest secrets. have conveyed himself.

Around their roots was a sweet, omnipresent As the three pedestrians drew near, I dampness, encouraging moss to flourish, and perceived the two soutberners to be tramps; display its most delicate tints. There was but the northerner was an ambitious young no grass or flowers to speak of, but plenty man in a black frock-coat, ruffled shirt-front, of low bushes and green, creeping vines and and straw hat on the back of his head. He elegant ferns. The forest was full of clear strode along with a magniloquent step, de twilight, in which the occasional shafts of claiming, with passionate emphasis, and at sunlight burned like celestial torches. the top of his compass, some passage of blank- Still bearing eastward, the forest gave verse. His gestures were very striking; he way to high, rocky fields, crossing which I held his head well up, flung bis arms about, presently sighted a stupendous, four - sided slapped his breast, and made his voice re- mountain of stone, standing solitary and sound through the cañon. Meanwhile the apart, its bare walls ascending far above the two tramps shuffled along, as unconscious as tops of the tallest trees, and scarcely sufferwas he of their mutual proximity.

ing even lichens to gain foothold on them, “ This young fellow,” said I to myself, Deep fissures, crossing one another almost “evidently has a mind to be an orator and a rectangularly, gave the great mass the apstatesman. He feels the seeds of greatness pearance of having been piled together of within him. Now he imagines himself in blocks of stone, in comparison with which the senate, confronting the opposition. That the huge shafts of Stonehenge would be mere point was well given! Bismarck is getting dominoes. On the summit was & sparse old; who knows whether I do not here be growth of scrawny pines, looking as though hold his successor ?" The young orator was they had lost flesh from exposure and from now within a couple of rods of the bridge, the peril of their position. In short, this and suddenly he and the tramps came face to might have been the donjon-tower of some face. I watched with painful interest. His Atlantean castle, the remainder of wbich had voice quavered and sank; he cleared his either been overthrown and annihilated, or throat, put his bands in his pockets, and was buried beneath the sand out of which wbistled. Bismarck, or any truly great man, the lonely tower arose. would have kept on, louder than ever--nay, But whether or not the antediluvian theo.

ry be tenable, at all events this rock had been used as a stronghold in modern times— that is, within the last three centuries. A band of robbers lived here, and the rock is full of traces of their occupation. A place more impregnable could scarcely be imagined. After toiling up an arduous sandy path, as steep as the roof of a house, until pretty well out of breath, I came to the base of the Stein itself. The way now lay up perpendicular fissures, through narrow crevices, un. derneath superincumbent masses, and along dangerous precipices where precarious foot. holds had been cut in the solid stone. Still farther up, hands rather than feet came into play, and three or four extra pairs of arms and legs might have been employed to great advantage. How the robbers ever got their booty up this ascent, or bad strength left for any thing except to lie down and faint after they had done so, it is hard to understand. At length, however, I reached the great cave, formed by the leaning together of the two principal bowlders of the pile. It was about twelve feet wide at the base, and four times as high to the crotch of the roof. The end opposite tbe entrance was blocked up with fragments of rock and rubbish. A large ob. long pit was dug in the solid stone floor, and was used, I presume, either to keep provisions and booty in, or as a dungeon for captives. It had been covered over with a wooden floor. ing, the square holes in the rock which beld the ends of the beams being still visible.

From this, which may be called the ground-floor of the robbers' dwelling, to the upper stories, there was originally no means of access. The old fellows, therefore, by wedging short sticks of wood one above another into an irregular fissure extending nearly from the top to the bottom of the Stein, constructed a primitive sort of staircase, traces of which yet remain. Some enterpris. ing modern, however, has introduced a couple of ladders, whereby the ascent is greatly facilitated. Above I found, at various well. chosen points, the marks of old barricades, showing that these brigands had some sound notions on fortification, and bad resolved, moreover, to sell their lives dearly, and to fight to the last man. It is inconceivable, though, that any force unprovided with the heaviest artillery could have made the slightest impression on such a stronghold as this. In those days of bucklers and blunderbusses, a new-born babe might have held it singlehanded against an army.

It was very windy on the summit, and an excess of wind rufles up the nerves, blows away common - sense, baffles thought, and tempts to rashness and vain resentment. The place, too, was a maze of sudden crevasses, just wide enough to fall into, and utterly im. possible to get out of. What a ghastly fate to be lodged in one of them, remembering that the Stein is visited hardly once a month in the height of the season! I was already so hungry that the mere thought of such a catastrophe put me out of all conceit with the robber - fortress. Accordingly, I made the best of my way earthward; and, having previously taken my bearings, I steered for a neighboring farm-bouse, where a smiling old lady, white-capped, yellow-petticoated, and

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