ty of taking a  day. e  since dinner (Mrs. Reed,  clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, t furt-door exercise  of tion.

    I : I never liked long o me y to Eliza, John, and Georgiana Reed.

    tered round t ime neitly ted to be under ty of keeping me at a distance; but t until sion, t I  to acquire a more sociable and cion, a more attractive and spriger, franker, more natural, as it ended only for contented, tle children.”

    “ does Bessie say I have done?” I asked.

    “Jane, I don’t like cavillers or questioners; besides, truly forbidding in a caking up  manner. Be seated somely, remain silent.”

    A breakfast-room adjoined t contained a bookcase: I soon possessed myself of a volume, taking care t it sored ures. I mounted into t: gat, I sat cross-legged, like a turk; and, ain nearly close, I .

    Folds of scarlet drapery s in my vieo t o t ecting, but not separating me from t intervals, udied t of t er afternoon. Afar, it offered a pale blank of mist and cloud; near a scene of  laorm-beat sable blast.

    I returned to my book—Beisterpress ttle for, generally speaking; and yet tain introductory pages t, c pass quite as a blank. treat of ts of sea-foary rocks and promontories” by ted; of t of Norudded s soutremity, to th Cape—

    “ whirls,

    Boils round the naked, melancholy isles

    Of fart tlantic surge

    Pours in among tormy hebrides.”

    Nor could I pass unnoticed tion of tzbergen, Nova Zembla, Iceland, Greenland,