Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 5, May 1842Various
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Graham's Magazine, Vol. XX, No. 5, May 1842
Various
Literature -- Periodicals; Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals
We proceeded accordingly—and our dangers and difficulties seemed to
increase the enjoyment of my young companions. At length we suddenly
emerged into a spot where the open sunshine denoted that, since my last
walk in this direction, many of the trees had been cut away. About this
little clearing we found eight or ten men busily at work with spades and
pick-axes. I was struck at once with the excellent aspect of their
habiliments, though their coats were off and hanging on the bushes and
low rocks around them. We stopped, and I turned to one of my companions,
and was about remarking to her, “what a happiness it was to live in a
country where the common laboring men were enabled to make so
respectable an appearance, and even while engaged at their work to wear
clothes that were perfectly whole, and as clean as if put on fresh that
day.” While I was making this observation in a low voice, the men
perceived us; and they all ceased work, and several stood leaning on
their spades, looking much disconcerted. They consulted a little
together and then one of the foresters advanced, as if to speak to us.
The two young ladies, seized with a sudden panic, hastily ran back into
the woods. He came up and addressed me by name, and I immediately
recognised an officer who visited intimately at my brother’s house. On
looking at his comrades, I found that I knew them every one; and that
they were all gentlemen belonging to West Point. They seemed much,
though needlessly, confused at being detected by ladies in their present
occupation.
The gentleman who had come forward made some remarks on the
inconveniences we must have encountered during our rugged walk, and he
directed us to a way of going home that, though longer and more
circuitous, would be less difficult. My young friends now ventured out
from their retreat; I introduced them to the officer who had been
talking to me, and leaving him with his comrades to pursue their work,
we found our way home by the road that he indicated.
In the evening the same gentleman made one of his accustomed visits at
my brother’s, and explained to us the scene of the afternoon.
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