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INTRODUCTION. v
and a Tingle crow, that Tat on an old tree
at the fide of the gate, Teemed to delight
in the echo which its croaking caufed.
I leaned on my gun and looked ; but I
had not breath enough to a Ik the curate a.
queftion. I obferved carving on the. bark,
of fome of the trees: it was indeed the
only mark of human art about the place,
except that fome branches appeared to
have been lopped, to give a view of the
cafcade, which was formed by a little rill
at fome diftance.
Juft at that inftant I faw pafs betwee^
the trees, a young lady with a book in her
hand. I ftood upon a ftone to obferve
her ; but the curate fat himfelf down on
the grafs, and leaning his back where I
ftood, told me, “ That was the daughter'
of a neighbouring gentleman of the name
of Waltow, whom he had fsen walking
there more than once,
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