OR CHRISTOPHER UNDER CANVASS. BY PROFESSOR JOHN WILSON, AUTHOR OF "NOCTES AMBROSIANÆ," "RECREATIONS OF PHILADELPHIA: DIES BOREALES. No. I. CHRISTOPHER UNDER CANVASS. SCENE-Cladich, Lochawe-side. TIME-Sunrise. NORTH-BULLER-SEWARD. North. "Under the opening eyelids of the Morn!" Mefeels, Amici, at this moment, the charm of that Impersonation. Slowly awaking from sleep-scarcely conscious of her whereabouts-bewildered by the beauty of the revelation, nor recognizing her beloved lochs and mountains-visionary and nameless all as if an uncertain prolongation of her Summer's Night's dream. Seward. I was not going to speak, my dear sir. North. And now she is broad awake. She sees the heaven and the earth, nor thinks, God bless her, that 'tis herself that beautifies them! Seward. Twenty years since I stood on this knoll, honored sir, by your side-twenty years to a day--and now the same perfect peace possesses me-mysterious return-as if all the |