it! I dare say it belongs to a very great man, I should certainly have inquired from the servants, but that my master told me he would be very angry if I asked them any questions."
"Tell my father, (said Madeline) I shall be with him very soon."
"Yes, Mademoiselle, (replied Jaqueline) and by the time you come down the coffee will be made."
Madeline was soon dressed and descended the stairs; but instead of going directly to the parlour, she stole into the garden, to take a last leave of
"The native bowers of innocence and ease,
Seats of her youth when ev'ry charm could please."
Scarcely a spot within the garden but what recalled some happy, some delightful hour to her mind; such hours as she never more expected to experience.
O'er the trees beneath whose shelter she had so often sported in childish gaiety, so
