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We acknowledged the fascination of tea, we saw a very mitigated evil in milk and butter, and we were conscious of stifled longings after the abomination of meat. Only Mallory, Rollins, and Miss Ringtop had reached that loftiest round on the ladder of progress where the material nature loosens the last fetter of the spiritual. They looked down upon us, and we meekly admitted their right to do so.
It was Miss Ringtop, who spread her blue dress on the rock beside me, and shook back her long curls, and sighed, as she gazed at the silver path of the moon on the water. "'Oh, how delicious! she cried. 'How it seems to set the spirit free, and we wander off on the wings of Fancy to other spheres! "'Yes, said I, 'it is very beautiful, but sad, when one is alone. "I was thinking of Eunice.
"'Don't, Pauline! said Eunice; 'I never like to hear poetry flourished in the face of Nature. This landscape surpasses any poem in the world. Let us enjoy the best thing we have, rather than the next best. "'Ah, yes! sighed Miss Ringtop, ''tis true! "'They sing to the ear; this sings to the eye! "Thenceforward, to the house, all was childish joy and jubilee.
In the background was drawn the far-off water-line, over which a few specks of sail glimmered against the sky. Miss Ringtop, who, with Eunice, Mallory, and myself, occupied one carriage, expressed her 'gushing' feelings in the usual manner: "'Where the turf is softest, greenest, Doth an angel thrust me on, Where the landscape lies serenest, In the journey of the sun!
"'O Nature! he said, 'you have found your lost children! We shall obey your neglected laws! we shall hearken to your divine whispers! we shall bring you back from your ignominious exile, and place you on your ancestral throne! ... "The company was finally arranged to consist of the Shelldrakes, Hollins, Mallory, Eunice, Miss Ringtop, and myself.
The potent beverage was not long in acting on a brain so unaccustomed to its influence. He grew unusually talkative and sentimental, in a few minutes. "'Oh, sing, somebody! he sighed in hoarse rapture: 'the night was made for Song. "Miss Ringtop, nothing loath, immediately commenced, 'When stars are in the quiet skies'; but scarcely had she finished the first verse before Abel interrupted her.
"'Candor's the order of the day, isn't it? he asked. "'Yes! 'Yes! two or three answered. "'Well, then, said he, 'candidly, Pauline, you've got the darn'dest squeaky voice' "Miss Ringtop gave a faint little scream of horror. "'Oh, never mind! he continued. 'We act according to impulse, don't we? And I've the impulse to swear; and it's right. Let Nature have her way. Listen!
The potent beverage was not long in acting on a brain so unaccustomed to its influence. He grew unusually talkative and sentimental, in a few minutes. "'Oh, sing, somebody! he sighed in hoarse rapture: 'the night was made for Song. "Miss Ringtop, nothing loath, immediately commenced, 'When stars are in the quiet skies'; but scarcely had she finished the first verse before Abel interrupted her.
"Miss Ringtop, nothing loath, immediately commenced, 'When stars are in the quiet skies; but scarcely had she finished the first verse before Abel interrupted her. "'Candor's the order of the day, isn't it? he asked. "'Yes! 'Yes! two or three answered. "'Well then, said he, 'candidly, Pauline, you've got the darn'dest squeaky voice' "Miss Ringtop gave a faint little scream of horror.
"'Ah, sighed Miss Ringtop, 'it reminds me of Gamaliel J. Gawthrop's beautiful lines: "'Unrobed man is lying hoary In the distance, gray and dead; There no wreaths of godless glory To his mist-like tresses wed, And the foot-fall of the Ages Reigns supreme, with noiseless tread.
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