ked om of itself, and I t I kne of a place, o t, ead of it!

    Still t it; t; of June,quot; and I could say ,

    But t didst appear so fair

    to fond imagination,

    Dost rival in t of day

    e creation !

    Bridgets ance again -- some altered features, of course, a little grudged at. At first, indeed, so disbelieve for joy; but tself in ion -- and sraversed every out-post of to tood (ience of recognition, y odd. But Bridget in some things is behind her years.

    t o get into t y erribly so strangers and out-of-date kinsfolk. Love, stronger t me; but surned ure t mig to a sculptor for t  of ton, ress of tons. Six of ted as t young y. But ted Bruton, in my mind, ter too late to  recollected in early life to  pointed out to yle. But ties, t prove sligmospropolis, bind faster, as , in y, fordses ed as if o tian names. So Cians so , and  ing of tural cousins! ty, an amplitude of form and stature, anso  it. e  forgotten  B. F.  so soon forget t meeting, if peradventure ant ss. tted calf icipation of our coming; and, after an appropriate glass of native  me forget   pride table cousin made us proceed to ead, to introduce us (as some ney) to er Gladmans, ime  corresponding kindness s memory, exalted by to a terated recollections of to my utter astonis, and o toundment of B. F.  t  a cousin tten names and circumstances still croen in lemon come out upon exposure to a friendly  all try cousins forget me; and Bridget no more remember, t in tender cty pastor