{"character_count": 3056, "word_count": 543, "ccnet_language_score": [0.9828000068664551], "ccnet_perplexity": [1401.800048828125], "fasttext_language": ["en"]}

fore noon, the intelligence was generally
diffused, and many village beauty ga
zed upon the painters efforts with beam
ing eyes, and heart that beat joyfully
in the anticipation of seeing familiar fa-
ces transferred to the canvass. Before
we retired to rest at night, we had ar
ranged our plan fer gay oftwo months
in the delightful borough of W.
Our books were taken from our trunks,
and our drawing, fishing, and and hunt
ing materials placed in order for future
service.


Twas privileged visitor to my friends
apartments, whilst he was engaged in
his avocations. | had some conversa-
tional powers, and was considered not
inadequate to the task of engaging the
attention and keeping alive the spirits of
his subjects. This employment became
at lost to be peculiarly delightful. look
back now, with a memory chastened and
mellowed by the lapse of time upon the
sweet and ingenious faces, the fair forms
and bright eyes, which heguiled away
the happiest hours of a not uneventful
life.


One afternoon had been busying
myself with new and interesting work,
and had neglected, until quite late
hour, my usual visit to the artists room.
When / entered, very lively little cirl
ran towards me, and taking hold of nv
hand, looking up innocently ii my face,
exclaiming with childish eagerness, "Pa
IS going to buy z new picture, aud am
going to have, one, and SO is my little
brother" lied ihe happy child to the
window, where my friend was engaged
in his art. A young gentleman was sit
ting by the window, bold light falling
upon his countenance, and gentle au-
tumn wind was dallying with his dark
hair. A fair form leaned over his chair,
and small white hand was adjusting his
truant curls. The form of that lady was
surprisingly beautiful, | soon became
acquainted, and during my stay, the
mansion of the Greys was my principal
resort, and marking the true enjoyment
ofthat happy family constituted the pu-
rest source Of my enjoyment


Two short years after leaving W.,
during which time the pleasing remem
brance of its residents had often come a
cross my memory, it fell to my lot to
take it into my route to the valley Of the
Wyoming. My first inquiry at the tav-
ern was for the Grey family, the happy
circle where | passed so many pleasant
moments, T. was answered with sigh
anda shrug by the village landlord. Alas!
said the publican, am afraid you will
find them but remnant Of their former
happiness. | was informed that the
Greys had removed, and now occupied
low rooted cottage directly over the
way. / lost no time in crossing over to
the dwelling. AS my hand rested on
the little gate, ! heard contention within.
There was the voice ofinsolent command,
and subdued tones of tender and earnest
entreaty. | entered the apartment, and
was confronted by acountenance red and
bloated, and grossly disfgured, apparent
" by the exercise Of recent violent pas
sion.


What do you want2" said the man,
and walking towards me, he gazed at my
features with the lack lustre of maniac.
"What do you want in my house ?"


nYou do not remember me" said |,