De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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De L'Orme.: The Works of G. P. R. James, Esq., Vol. XVI.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
At length, however, the road wound up the side of a gentle hill, upon
whose green and velvet top a group of old rough cork-trees, scarcely
yet bearing a blush of tardy verdure upon their branches, were mingled
with a number of earlier trees, all clothed in the thousand bright
hues of spring. Amongst these, as we rode up, we could every now and
then discern the straight lines of a cottage, diversifying the wild
and irregular masses of the foliage, and offering here and there a
hard outline, cutting upon the clear back-ground of the sky. Yet the
whole was the more picturesque and beautiful for those very stiff
lines of the buildings--whether from the contrast of the forms
alone--or from the mingled associations called up in the mind by the
sight of man's habitations combined with the more graceful productions
of simple nature--or from both, I know not. However, there was an air
of calm tranquillity in that little village and its group of trees,
raised up upon the soft green hill, and standing clear and defined in
the pure sunshiny sky, which formed a strange mild contrast with the
distant roar that the wind bore in sullen gusts from Lerida. There is
a latent moral in every look of nature's face, which--did man but
study it--would prove a great corrector of the heart; and when I
thought of the carnage and the crime which that far-off roar
announced, the peaceful aspect of the scene before me made me shudder
at the effect of excited human passions, and I hurried on upon my way
to escape as fast as possible from the tumults which I doubted not
were then in action at Lerida.
Knowing, as I did, that horses are cheap in this part of the country,
I resolved to venture some portion of my remaining money, rather than
delay my progress to Barcelona. Accordingly, as soon as I perceived
the least appearance of hospitable walls, I asked poor little Achilles
if he thought he could muster strength to continue his journey,
representing to him that any delay might probably prevent us from
quitting Spain, if it did not induce still more disagreeable
consequences. A tear of pain and fatigue actually rose in the weary
player's eye, as he abandoned the hope of repose with which the sight
of the village had inspired him; but the sound of the cannon, and the
beating of the drum, still rung in his ears, and he professed his
willingness to go on, as long as he was able--to do anything, in
short, to get out of hearing of such sounds as the wind had borne from
Lerida.
The village, however, was but a poor one, and on inquiring at the
posada whether we could exchange our horses for two fresh ones,
offering at the same time a suitable repayment for the accommodation,
I was informed that no horse could be obtained in the place for love
or money, except those employed in agriculture, which were not
precisely suited to my purpose. Nothing remained then but to stay
where we were, to give our horses food, and four hours' rest, and to
take what repose we could ourselves obtain.
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