VI. 



MOBNIl^G IN THE WoODS. — Mt GuIDE. — A FiRST ViSIT TO TH3 



City. — A Mistake and its Consequences. 



The morning was tlie most beautiful tliat I ever 



"witnessed, — so clear, so cool and bright, and sucli 



freshness upon all things. The trees wore a brighter, 



gTecDcr mantle ; the little forest flowers, a richer hue. 



The birds sang more joyously, and even the deep 



voice of the frog had a note of gaiety in it, that it did 



not possess before. The lake was perfectly calm, not 



a ripple disturbed its waters, save where the trout 



leaped in his gleesomeness above the surface. It was 



a glorious sight, the rising of the sun that morning ; 



to see him gilding with his beams the tops of the 



mountains, while in the valley, where that lake lay 



sleej)ing, the grayness of twilight still lingered ; to see 



his light chasing the shadows down the sides of the 



mountains ; to see his rays, resting first on the tops of 

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