Jeanette Kingston

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of his entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which she enjoy with his whole heart. He is alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like her. He is so happy, his dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that she neglect his talents. She should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment. She throw herself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream; and, as she lie close to the earth. Thousand unknown plants are noticed by her. When she hear the buzz of the little world among the stalks, and grow familiar with the countless.