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    In a fortnight all < T * as , ready , and the ww tenants * nived < This I wa $ made acquainted with , by my , father : ' Harry > my boy , you will have to give up your \ isits fojOMt garden , Miss Ariiiey and her niece cams last nighty and we * nus . t take care not to disturb the qui « t ahB ia Peking / Thefollowipg day I went from home , and did not niim for some ti « ie >; I often wondered what they were about in the garden , and detsruaineil , ** soon as I went back , to have a peep at rny old haunt . Home I « ame , $ i > d ojown to the cottage I went . The rooming was . ao blight , and the sky so blue , and the air so balmy , and filled with happy # ouikU , that by the time I reached the gate , the selfish dislike to the inmates , which had been the result of their supposed invasion of my right of possession , had a little subsided , — it entirely vanished at sight , of the strange change that had taken place . Was it really the garden , —my garden , or had the wand of the enchanter , in the fairy tale , been waved over it . It was the same , for there were the pillars * and there was the ivy and the honeysuckle , only much more of it , and the casement windows , but where did all those roses come from , and the

    twining a ^ id twisting things han ging in fairy wreaths m all directions ; and then the baskets of geraniums , and the fuchsias so large—such floral pagodas , with their crimson bells ; and the multitude of flowers all unknown , and the scent of the migmonette , when I knew there was none in the garden ; what could have done it I The question was eoon answered , —or began to be answered , for I was yet too youqg to know how fanciful was the * pell-workof

    a harmonising ipind , A lady suddenly stepped from beneath the porch , —I popped behind the hedge with tie fear of encountering tie forbidding eyes , but another peep soon gave me confidence to watch the movements of the new comer . She was carrying a white clematis , which was growing in a square green bo * . She placed it at the foot Qf . one of the pillars , and then began intermingling its tufty blossoms with sonae , crimson roses that were already growing there—every now

    and then she stopped and fondled therewith her hands t and talked to them , an 4 looked at them as if she were their mother and they her children . She left * he porch and came round to the different flower baskets * nd jstaod * , fcha £ » in their tasteful disposition , formed a part of the spell work that made so much my admiration—liftiug up the droop * ing head of one flower , turning another round its supporting branch—I all the time longing to be there too . At last I could resist no lonse ^

    ajad whwrsh © / came nearer I said , * May I come and help you ? do 1 H rrie help you—I should so like to help you . ' Little did I then dream how inuab mora she would be helper to roe . She eptned the gat * quickly—eiui with « uch a kind smije I that seetned made on pilrpoie to Hut to flight aJJ recollection of the aunt , who had beefe toinething of a » o ^ raa ^ io my c ^ iltlifto imagination . Then she asked if I was fond < rf Hpw <> ra , ^ iKi whwh F orp my favouritea ^ nnd toll ma the nam « 9 > : of thofl * tbat ) Wer « mwtQjme 4 In e , few minutes it waa , ft » if . I had known her

    for y « ftf # - Mttxiamg aftor morning I w « ul down , after iay lesftona wcr » over , \ o Jean ( * oiliei « : jWaaons from her H —loasooB of truth « * aikd b « eutyf sn < l w ^ Oonq ^ 1 Sba taJkl to » e , xead > me , opened a nw wwld tomeap 4 though then * I knew nol whnti * he waBtiQingy how * ta waa-c »« riiag her inflwnce ^ Ua . Very utim > # l ta m ake me a Imppy oiwmtu ^ I ^* look tack aud tcac ^ lwr pUn and find it Iho work # f o mind kuity

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1834, page 726, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2638/page/52/