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on the virginia shore, on a high hill, was Arlington
a miniature copy of the Capitol. Farther down the
river, the Anacosta was seen pouring its tributary
stream into the mighty Potomack, & on the point,
of a long neck of land which divided these streams, was the
arsenal & still farther, on the roofs of the town of Alexandria,
glistened in the sun. These were a few of the
objects which fixed the admiring gaze of d'aubegne-He could
have stood & contemplated this wide & varied scene for hours, but
he recollected his absense might be wondered at, & turned to
look for Julia's dwelling.- He { discovered ? }it below the eminence on
which he stood, nearer to the bank of Rock-creek & knew it by the
tall cedum which grew in irregular clumps in the garden.

Thither he turned his steps, & as he entered the last gate, Rosa
discovered him from a window, & flew to meet him-
"You promised me not to stay long," she exclaimed, seizing
his hand & drawing him forwards. "Come, mama is sitting with
me in the school room & she says I have been thinking more
of you than my books."-
He fell awed, as Rosa led, & found Julia sitting by the
table on which were books, pens {?}-She stretched out her
hand, & affectionately reproached him for playing truant.
"I presumed," said he, with more coldness than he had ever before spoken to her,
That your head-ache would confine you all the morning to chamber."
Julia blushed deeply, & without daring to look up, timidly answered, that
she had taken a walk, which had entirely relieved her head.
D'Aubigne threw his eye round the room- how unlike was it to all
his preconceived ideas of a school room - It was rather a tastefully dispersed
library. The walls were painted of a pale green & hung with large coloured
maps. - In the recesses each side of the chimney were mahogany cases
filled with elegantly bound books - On two elevated stands were the
terestial & celestial globes. A long table stood in the middle of the room,
covered with a green cloth, on which were portfolios of drawings - materials
for writing & painting & scattered books - with vases of flowers - the windows
were filled with green house plants & formed a verdant scene, on
one side was a sopher- on the other a piano. It was open & Julia had just
been giving her little girl a lesson- Every object breathed of purity & maternal
love- And d'Aubigne's heart beat lighter--