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liapjjiness of seeing others as childish as myself—and as 
unladylike too, if active enjoyment in pleasure-giving scenes 
merits that dreaded epithet. I rememher that when perched 
on the top of a high and somewhat steep hank, in the act of 
gathering the branch of Gorse which I have drawn in this 
work, a party of most con-ect looking promenaders passed 
along the road below me, and hearing a rustling in the bushes, 
looked up with no small astonishment on beholding a figure, 
they were accustomed to see walking in the town with infinite 
staidness and propriety, perched up at a height that implied 
a necessity for most resolute scrambling. My amusement 
far exceeded their surprise; but I have no douht my flower-love 
in this instance gained me the character of a most uncouth 
young person,—Be it so—I had my reward, in the pleasure 
of possessing, and in some degi’ee, perpetuating the beauty of 
my prickly prize; and I much doubt if the line-and-rule 
saunter of the astonished fashionables was half as serviceable to 
their mmds or bodies as I found my wild scramble. But 
I have again left my Blackberries ! however, they occupy so 
large a space in the versified ramble annexed to the ^fiate 
that I need say little of them here. The infinite vai’iety 
of brilliant colours displayed in the Autumnal tinting of their 
leaves must have attracted the notice of the most careless 
observer. 
The hedge-rows at this season are very beautiful, adorned 
with the bright polished coral of the Dog-rose Hips, the 
deep, rich bloom of the Haws, and here and there, in the 
most graceful festoons, hang the not quite leafless sprays of 
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