American short stories : $b Selected and edited with an introductory essay on the short story by Charles Sears Baldwin
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American short stories : $b Selected and edited with an introductory essay on the short story by Charles Sears Baldwin
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
Resting a moment on his oars while the slender bark still kept her way,
he turned his head toward what seemed to be an opening in the forest on
the left, and in the same instant the boat ran head on, to the shore,
the inlet at this point almost doubling on its course. Beyond, by
the humming of bees and the singing of birds, there should be a spot
more open than the tangled wilderness he had passed; and, disengaging
his prow from the alders, he shoved the boat again into the stream,
and pulled round a high rock, by which the inlet seemed to have been
compelled to curve its channel. The edge of a bright green meadow now
stole into the perspective, and, still widening with his approach,
disclosed a slightly rising terrace clustered with shrubs, and studded
here and there with vases; and farther on, upon the same side of the
stream, a skirting edge of peach-trees loaded with the gay blossoms
which had guided him thither.
Astonished at these signs of habitation in what was well understood to
be a privileged wilderness, Yuentsoong kept his boat in mid-stream, and
with his eyes vigilantly on the alert, slowly made headway against the
current. A few strokes with his oars, however, traced another curve of
the inlet, and brought into view a grove of ancient trees scattered
over a gently ascending lawn, beyond which, hidden from the river
till now by the projecting shoulder of a mound, lay a small pavilion
with gilded pillars glittering like fairy work in the sun. The emperor
fastened his boat to a tree leaning over the water, and with his short
spear in his hand, bounded upon the shore, and took his way toward
the shining structure, his heart beating with a feeling of wonder and
interest altogether new. On a nearer approach, the bases of the pillars
seemed decayed by time, and the gilding weather-stained and tarnished;
but the trellised porticoes on the southern aspect were laden with
flowering shrubs in vases of porcelain, and caged birds sang between
the pointed arches, and there were manifest signs of luxurious taste,
elegance, and care.
A moment with an indefinable timidity the emperor paused before
stepping from the greensward upon the marble floor of the pavilion, and
in that moment a curtain was withdrawn from the door, and a female,
with step suddenly arrested by the sight of the stranger, stood
motionless before him. Ravished with her extraordinary beauty, and
awe-struck with the suddenness of the apparition and the novelty of the
adventure, the emperor’s tongue cleaved to his mouth, and ere he could
summon resolution, even for a gesture of courtesy, the fair creature
had fled within, and the curtain closed the entrance as before.
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