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"
The
pleasant
showers
and
genial
warmth
of
spring
greatly
altered
the
aspect
of
the
earth
.
Men
who
before
this
change
seemed
to
have
been
hid
in
caves
dispersed
themselves
and
were
employed
in
various
arts
of
cultivation
.
The
birds
sang
in
more
cheerful
notes
,
and
the
leaves
began
to
bud
forth
on
the
trees
.
Happy
,
happy
earth
!
Fit
habitation
for
gods
,
which
,
so
short
a
time
before
,
was
bleak
,
damp
,
and
unwholesome
.
My
spirits
were
elevated
by
the
enchanting
appearance
of
nature
;
the
past
was
blotted
from
my
memory
,
the
present
was
tranquil
,
and
the
future
gilded
by
bright
rays
of
hope
and
anticipations
of
joy
.
"
I
now
hasten
to
the
more
moving
part
of
my
story
.
I
shall
relate
events
that
impressed
me
with
feelings
which
,
from
what
I
had
been
,
have
made
me
what
I
am
.
"
Spring
advanced
rapidly
;
the
weather
became
fine
and
the
skies
cloudless
.
It
surprised
me
that
what
before
was
desert
and
gloomy
should
now
bloom
with
the
most
beautiful
flowers
and
verdure
.
My
senses
were
gratified
and
refreshed
by
a
thousand
scents
of
delight
and
a
thousand
sights
of
beauty
.
"
It
was
on
one
of
these
days
,
when
my
cottagers
periodically
rested
from
labour
--
the
old
man
played
on
his
guitar
,
and
the
children
listened
to
him
--
that
I
observed
the
countenance
of
Felix
was
melancholy
beyond
expression
;
he
sighed
frequently
,
and
once
his
father
paused
in
his
music
,
and
I
conjectured
by
his
manner
that
he
inquired
the
cause
of
his
son
's
sorrow
.
Felix
replied
in
a
cheerful
accent
,
and
the
old
man
was
recommencing
his
music
when
someone
tapped
at
the
door
.
"
It
was
a
lady
on
horseback
,
accompanied
by
a
country-man
as
a
guide
.
The
lady
was
dressed
in
a
dark
suit
and
covered
with
a
thick
black
veil
.
Agatha
asked
a
question
,
to
which
the
stranger
only
replied
by
pronouncing
,
in
a
sweet
accent
,
the
name
of
Felix
.
Her
voice
was
musical
but
unlike
that
of
either
of
my
friends
.
On
hearing
this
word
,
Felix
came
up
hastily
to
the
lady
,
who
,
when
she
saw
him
,
threw
up
her
veil
,
and
I
beheld
a
countenance
of
angelic
beauty
and
expression
.
Her
hair
of
a
shining
raven
black
,
and
curiously
braided
;
her
eyes
were
dark
,
but
gentle
,
although
animated
;
her
features
of
a
regular
proportion
,
and
her
complexion
wondrously
fair
,
each
cheek
tinged
with
a
lovely
pink
.
"
Felix
seemed
ravished
with
delight
when
he
saw
her
,
every
trait
of
sorrow
vanished
from
his
face
,
and
it
instantly
expressed
a
degree
of
ecstatic
joy
,
of
which
I
could
hardly
have
believed
it
capable
;
his
eyes
sparkled
,
as
his
cheek
flushed
with
pleasure
;
and
at
that
moment
I
thought
him
as
beautiful
as
the
stranger
.
She
appeared
affected
by
different
feelings
;
wiping
a
few
tears
from
her
lovely
eyes
,
she
held
out
her
hand
to
Felix
,
who
kissed
it
rapturously
and
called
her
,
as
well
as
I
could
distinguish
,
his
sweet
Arabian
.
She
did
not
appear
to
understand
him
,
but
smiled
.
He
assisted
her
to
dismount
,
and
dismissing
her
guide
,
conducted
her
into
the
cottage
.
Some
conversation
took
place
between
him
and
his
father
,
and
the
young
stranger
knelt
at
the
old
man
's
feet
and
would
have
kissed
his
hand
,
but
he
raised
her
and
embraced
her
affectionately
.
"
I
soon
perceived
that
although
the
stranger
uttered
articulate
sounds
and
appeared
to
have
a
language
of
her
own
,
she
was
neither
understood
by
nor
herself
understood
the
cottagers
.
They
made
many
signs
which
I
did
not
comprehend
,
but
I
saw
that
her
presence
diffused
gladness
through
the
cottage
,
dispelling
their
sorrow
as
the
sun
dissipates
the
morning
mists
.
Felix
seemed
peculiarly
happy
and
with
smiles
of
delight
welcomed
his
Arabian
.
Agatha
,
the
ever-gentle
Agatha
,
kissed
the
hands
of
the
lovely
stranger
,
and
pointing
to
her
brother
,
made
signs
which
appeared
to
me
to
mean
that
he
had
been
sorrowful
until
she
came
.
Some
hours
passed
thus
,
while
they
,
by
their
countenances
,
expressed
joy
,
the
cause
of
which
I
did
not
comprehend
.
Presently
I
found
,
by
the
frequent
recurrence
of
some
sound
which
the
stranger
repeated
after
them
,
that
she
was
endeavouring
to
learn
their
language
;
and
the
idea
instantly
occurred
to
me
that
I
should
make
use
of
the
same
instructions
to
the
same
end
.
The
stranger
learned
about
twenty
words
at
the
first
lesson
;
most
of
them
,
indeed
,
were
those
which
I
had
before
understood
,
but
I
profited
by
the
others
.
"
As
night
came
on
,
Agatha
and
the
Arabian
retired
early
.
When
they
separated
Felix
kissed
the
hand
of
the
stranger
and
said
,
'
Good
night
sweet
Safie
.
'
He
sat
up
much
longer
,
conversing
with
his
father
,
and
by
the
frequent
repetition
of
her
name
I
conjectured
that
their
lovely
guest
was
the
subject
of
their
conversation
.
I
ardently
desired
to
understand
them
,
and
bent
every
faculty
towards
that
purpose
,
but
found
it
utterly
impossible
.
"
The
next
morning
Felix
went
out
to
his
work
,
and
after
the
usual
occupations
of
Agatha
were
finished
,
the
Arabian
sat
at
the
feet
of
the
old
man
,
and
taking
his
guitar
,
played
some
airs
so
entrancingly
beautiful
that
they
at
once
drew
tears
of
sorrow
and
delight
from
my
eyes
.
She
sang
,
and
her
voice
flowed
in
a
rich
cadence
,
swelling
or
dying
away
like
a
nightingale
of
the
woods
.
"
When
she
had
finished
,
she
gave
the
guitar
to
Agatha
,
who
at
first
declined
it
.
She
played
a
simple
air
,
and
her
voice
accompanied
it
in
sweet
accents
,
but
unlike
the
wondrous
strain
of
the
stranger
.
The
old
man
appeared
enraptured
and
said
some
words
which
Agatha
endeavoured
to
explain
to
Safie
,
and
by
which
he
appeared
to
wish
to
express
that
she
bestowed
on
him
the
greatest
delight
by
her
music
.
