Alida; or, Miscellaneous Sketches of Incidents During the Late American War.: Founded on FactComfield, Amelia Stratton
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Alida; or, Miscellaneous Sketches of Incidents During the Late American War.: Founded on Fact
Comfield, Amelia Stratton
United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Juvenile fiction
When tea was served up a servant entered the room with a letter
which he had found in the yard. Melissa received it.--"'Tis a letter
(said she) which I sent by Beauman, to a lady in New-London, and the
careless man has lost it." Turning to Alonzo, "I forgot to tell you
that your friend Beauman has been with us a few days; he left us
this morning." "My friend!" replied Alonzo hastily. "Is he not your
friend?" enquired Melissa. "I beg pardon madam (answered he) my mind
was absent." "He requested us to present his respects to his friend
Alonzo," said she--Alonzo bowed and turned the conversation.]
They now walked out, and took a winding path which led through pleasant
fields until they reached the water, and continued to pursue their way
along the shore till they came to a beautiful and shady grove, where the
thick foliage afforded a delightful retreat from the warm rays of the
sun, and at the extremity of which was a sloping eminence, which
commanded an extensive prospect of the surrounding country, part of
Long-Island sound and the junction of the bay with the eastern river.
[_A&M_:
They walked out and took a winding path which led along pleasant
fields by a gliding stream through a little grove, and up a sloping
eminence, which commanded an extensive prospect of the surrounding
country, Long Island and the sound between that and the main land,
and the opening there off to the distant ocean.]
A soft and silent shower had descended. A thousand transitory gems
trembled upon the leafy foliage, glittering in the western ray. A bright
rainbow sat upon a southern cloud; the light gales whispered among the
branches, agitated the young harvest to billowy motion, and moved the
tops of the deep green forest with majestic grandeur; while flocks,
herds, and cottages were scattered over the resplendent landscape.
[_A&M_:
A soft and silent shower had descended; a thousand transitory gems
trembled upon the foliage glittering in the western ray. A bright
rainbow sat upon a southern cloud; the light gales whispered among
the branches, agitated the young harvest to billowy motion, or waved
the tops of the distant, deep green forest with majestic grandeur.
Flocks, herds and cottages were scattered over the variegated
landscape.]
"This is a most delightful scene," said Alida. "It is, truly," replied
Theodore, "do you think that New-York can boast of so charming a
prospect?" "Yes, one," answered she, it is the walk on the battery, the
water prospect is similar to this, but the landscape is not so
variegated.
[_A&M_:
.... "This is a most delightful scene," said Melissa.
It is indeed (replied Alonzo,) can New London boast so charming
a prospect?]
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