Gratitude, or, The juvenile writers . invitedto spend the holidays at heraunts. Her cousin Charles, who wasolder, and better instructed thanherself, could not help smiling atthe foolish fears she betrayed;and being much addicted to mis-chievous follies, he resolved to di-vert himself at her expence. One evening, when her auntwas gone out, Emily was ieft byherself in the parlour. It was be-ginning to grow dark ; and as shedreaded to be alone, she was risingto go in search of Charles, when the 32 door was suddenly thrown open,and a figure dressed in white5 andmaking a hideous noise,
Gratitude, or, The juvenile writers . invitedto spend the holidays at heraunts. Her cousin Charles, who wasolder, and better instructed thanherself, could not help smiling atthe foolish fears she betrayed;and being much addicted to mis-chievous follies, he resolved to di-vert himself at her expence. One evening, when her auntwas gone out, Emily was ieft byherself in the parlour. It was be-ginning to grow dark ; and as shedreaded to be alone, she was risingto go in search of Charles, when the 32 door was suddenly thrown open,and a figure dressed in white5 andmaking a hideous noise, entered theroom. Emily was dreadfully alarmed,and shrieked loudly for was running towards the door,when the figure caught hold ofher; at which she was so com-pletely terrified, that she was un-able to move, and sunk on theground, insensible. Her aunt, who was just re-turned home, was alarmed by hercries* and came to inquire thecause* The figure, who was noother than Charles, now threwoft his disguise/ and intreated his.
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