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the sacrifices he had several times made when he 
thought another would be injured by the offers 
made to him by Parliament,—that such rumours 
at last almost seemed to reconcile her to her lot. 
Two or three ancient footpaths crossed the park, 
and led to distant villages in various directions; 
and by the time that another spring had deepened 
into summer, she had so far overcome her old 
scruples that, through the entreaties of Phoebe 
and the persuasions of her old nurse, she now 
and then ventured out to walk forth into the 
park; and on one or two occasions had entered 
the spacious garden, which was endeared to her 
by a thousand memories, that recalled the happy 
days of her childhood. 
The gardener was a young man, who, during the 
civil wars, had belonged to the regiment which the 
General commanded, but had now laid aside his 
sword and helmet, to tend the flowers, and overlook 
the spacious gardens. And never would he allow 
Phoebe to depart, when in attendance on her beau¬ 
tiful young mistress they traversed together the 
ancient pleasance, without persuading her to accept 
a splendid bouquet, in the formation of which he 
displayed considerable taste. Phoebe gladly received 
the gift, for she soon perceived that the flowers 
were treasured all the more by the Lady Ellen, 
through having grown in the garden which from 
