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countenance, and splendid reputation was engaged to 

 a young lady living near the Arctic Circle. They might 

 have won him from dry botany, but not from ' the fair 

 flower of Falun.' He was as polished and graceful as 

 the best of their adorers, even in that time, when a 

 French and finished manner was accounted the acme of 

 everything. 



I love to see in all their fitting places 



The bows, the forms, and all you call grimaces. 



I heartily could wish we'd kept some more of them, 



However much we talk about the bore of them. 



Fact is, your awkward parvenus are shy at it, 



Afraid to look like waiters if they try at it. 



But after a while Carl relished his leafy silences being- 

 broken by music, his tranquil lilies splashed by yawl 

 and gondola amid the glancing water. He eked out 

 his words of broken Dutch with frolic grace as he 

 threw off the dominie for the time, and showed he too 

 could laugh and enjoy youth and life among gladsome 

 things, as. he and Bartsch, his friend, the only other 

 youth among the savans, led the way among the glades 

 and groves, with a lively following of beings all frivolity 

 and fun. Yet all this while he carried next his heart 

 his little pocket-book with his name and Elizabeth's, 

 mysteriously written so that none else could read them. 1 



says Fabricius, speaking of him at fifty. What rmist they have been 

 now at twenty-eight ? 



1 The little almanack he used in Holland, containing his name 

 and his love's name inverted and intertwined, is now bound in 

 crimson velvet and prized as a treasure by the Linnsean Society. 



