A VISION.

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“ In time of service seal up both thine eies,
And send them to thine heart.”
The Church-Porch.

It was a lovely spring morning; lovely beyond
.the power of description, in one of the undis-
turbed, counirified, southern counties of England.
So beautiful indeed, that the sense of enjoyment
produced was disturbing from its very excess. One
wanted to do something—go somewhere—spread
out wings, as it were, and get away into the length
and breadth of the land, to take in the wonders of
nature to a wider extent, and more fully, than any

single horizon-bound spot could admit of.
But it was Sunday, and even a common ‘“‘outing”
to the nearest lionizing place in the neighbourhood

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