. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . marchedunder thy regimental colors emblazoned with those charac-ters ; and still, in ignorance needst a Champoillion to deci-pher them. Verily thy daily wage of sixpence and thyration are full compensation for thy service. THE NUN, N OW as we pass, look up! How minute appears thecolossal statue of Our Lady in its niche on the vast front of the cathe-dral. And the nunner-ies; se If - constitutedprisons for those whomGod hath born to free-dom ; how like birds ofevil omen they do con-gregate. Here is thato
. A gallop among American scenery; or, Sketches of American scenes and military adventure . marchedunder thy regimental colors emblazoned with those charac-ters ; and still, in ignorance needst a Champoillion to deci-pher them. Verily thy daily wage of sixpence and thyration are full compensation for thy service. THE NUN, N OW as we pass, look up! How minute appears thecolossal statue of Our Lady in its niche on the vast front of the cathe-dral. And the nunner-ies; se If - constitutedprisons for those whomGod hath born to free-dom ; how like birds ofevil omen they do con-gregate. Here is thatof the Grey at the gateway ;we will enter. Herewe pass the court-yard ; how still, howgloomy, and how pris-on-like ! This is theirhospital. Piteous col-lection ! The blind, thehalt, the maimed, thehideously deformed, consumption, palsy, the wrecks offevers! See, with what continued torture that wretchedbeing writhes in her fixed position. This is the small spark ofgood amid the brands of evil. These orphan children arekindly cared for, but where the child-like joy and mirthful. THE NUN 135 freedom ! With what stealthy step the officials move abouttheir duties along the silent corridors ! and, aye! here is thechapel, with its gilded altars, its ornaments, its embroideries,its bleeding hearts, its sacred symbols. See with what gen-tleness the ?^Lady performs the servile duties of thesanctuary ! with what humility she bends before the beautiful that cheek of tint of Indian shell; thosedark romantic eyes with their long pensile lashes; thatnose of Grecian outline; the small vermilion mouth ;the throat and neck of snow, and the glossy raven tressesescaping in rich luxuriance from the plaited coif as they fallupon her sloping shoulders. Mournful seems her devotion ;now rising, she stands before the Mater Dolorosa; nowwistfully gazes down the dark long corridor in sorrowfulmeditation. Hush! be silent. I will steal gently near ! Turn not; tis thy kind spiri
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