. Our village. %t Zn The road is s^ay 7imi<. ones), and that I like to hear him talk to May almostas well as she does. Come, May ! and up she springs,as light as a bird. The road is gay now ; carts andpost-chaises, and girls in red cloaks, and, afar off,looking almost like a toy, the coach. It meets us fastand soon. How much happier the walkers look than OUR VILLAGE the riders—especially the frost-bitten gentleman, andthe shivering lady with the invisible face, sole passen-. The frost-bitten gentleman. gers of that commodious machine ! Hooded, veiled,and bonneted, as she is, one sees from h
. Our village. %t Zn The road is s^ay 7imi<. ones), and that I like to hear him talk to May almostas well as she does. Come, May ! and up she springs,as light as a bird. The road is gay now ; carts andpost-chaises, and girls in red cloaks, and, afar off,looking almost like a toy, the coach. It meets us fastand soon. How much happier the walkers look than OUR VILLAGE the riders—especially the frost-bitten gentleman, andthe shivering lady with the invisible face, sole passen-. The frost-bitten gentleman. gers of that commodious machine ! Hooded, veiled,and bonneted, as she is, one sees from her attitude howmiserable she would look uncovered. WALKS IN THE COUNTRY 33 Another pond, and another noise of children. MoresHding ? Oh no ! This is a sport of higher preten-sion. Our good neighbour, the Heutenant, skating, andhis own pretty Httle boys, and two or three other four-year-old elves, standing on the brink in an ecstasy ofjoy and wonder ! Oh what happy spectators ! Andwhat a happy performer ! They admiring, he admired,with an ardour and sincerity never excited by all thequadrilles and the spread-eagles of the Seine and theSerpentine. He really skates well though, and I amglad I came this way ; for, with all the fathers feelingssitting gaily at his heart, it must still gratify the prideof skill to have one spectator at that solitary pond whohas seen skating before. Now we have reached the trees,—the beautifultrees ! never so beautiful as to-day. Imagine the
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