Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . on the other side •sprang up and said: Mr. Speaker, the honorable memberhas doubtless made a fine speech. I followed him while heroamed with Eomulus, soaked with Socrates, ripped withEuripides, and canted with old Cantharides. But what,may I ask, has all this to do with the laws of Connecticut ? The Squire paused out of breath, and leered about him ^like one who is fully j^ersuaded in his own mind that he hasmade a hit. Well, I said, what
Green fields and whispering woods; or, The recreations of an American "country gentleman"; embracing journeys over his farm and excursions into his library . on the other side •sprang up and said: Mr. Speaker, the honorable memberhas doubtless made a fine speech. I followed him while heroamed with Eomulus, soaked with Socrates, ripped withEuripides, and canted with old Cantharides. But what,may I ask, has all this to do with the laws of Connecticut ? The Squire paused out of breath, and leered about him ^like one who is fully j^ersuaded in his own mind that he hasmade a hit. Well, I said, what is the application ? Why, spoke my cousin, I should like to know whatbearing those verses have, with all that array of heathenishnames, upon the question at issue I So should I, cried my father. And I, I added. Whats that Shakespeare has to say about the poets eyerolling in a frenzy, the Squire asked, after a little pause. Why, I answered, he says: The poet (thats I) in a fine frenzy rolling, Doth glance from earth to heaven, and back again, or something like that. Whos Delphine ? asked Malvina, in tone and mannerkindly but firm. TE OWLE. Ill /.^/X. •Ji-S-hucQi NoTH.—In a former chapter (viz. VII.) I inadvertently uttered a word wMeh, as I reflec:on the subject, I deem might be construed by the reader as a half promise, at least, that Iwould afford him an opportunity to judge of my celebrated owl-portraits. Obligations of thissort left unfulfilled weigh upon my conscience. These considerations, and no foolish vanity onaccount of any skill in limning which I may, or may suppose myself to possess, are the occasiojiof all that you see upon this page. The above ia an owl; and a pretty good owl, too,—considering. The owl is quite as difficulta bird to draw, as to draw out. The fine points of his body do not always show well in a picture,any more than the fine points of his character in a mixed company composed of his feath-ered neighbors of the forest. In this case the arti
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