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tlirough a somewhat dense thicket, where a broad 

 cattle-track is formed, we come to the base of a 

 lofty mountain, hy the edges of which the stream 

 flows through a forest of pines. The stillness 

 around, broken only now and then by the mur- 

 muring of the water, which runs sparkling and 

 bubbling along a rugged bed ; the beautiful and 

 rank vegetation which every way meets the eye ; 

 the serenity of the atmosphere ; and. the tran- 

 quillizing effect of the whole on the mind ; are 

 such as to rivet the most gifted poet's fancy to 

 the bowers and beauties of this enchanting spot. 

 A great portion of the stream runs under a green 

 arcade of trees, of the richest-tinted foliage, while 

 the ivy and the woodbine fill up the vacancies 

 among the trunks of the trees. The branches 

 meet over the water, and form a thickly inter- 

 laced and fretted roof; and the sun-beam is 

 permitted only here and there to fall upon the 

 reflecting stream. The current flows on through 

 a charming avenue, cool, dim, and stretching 

 into the most graceful perspective imaginable. 

 Nothing can be more bewitching than the glance 

 up and down this arborescent enclosure, so 

 happily accompanied by water and shade, and 

 forming such an agreeable contrast to the clear 

 . cloudless sky and warm sunbeams without. The 

 personifications of poets, and the dreams of the 



