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Article THE WOODEN LEG: AN HELVETIC TALE. ← Page 3 of 3 Article ANECDOTE ON MR. ADDISON. Page 1 of 1
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The Wooden Leg: An Helvetic Tale.
his eyes , said : No , father , in this life you can never shew him your gratitude . The old man , surprised , cried , heavens ! what , dost thou say ? Dost thou know , my son , who my deliverer was ? Young Shepherd . 1 am mucli deceived , if it was not my father . Often he has told me the story of that battle , and often I have heard him say , I wonder if-the man I carried from the battle be still alive !
Old Man . O God ! O angels of heaven ! was that generous man thy father 1 Young Shepherd . He . had a scar here , pointing to his left cheek ; he had been wounded with a lance ; perhaps it was before he carried you from the field . Old Man . His cheek was covered with blood when he bore me off . O child ! my son !
my Young Shepherd . He died two years ago ; and as he was poor , I am forced for subsistence to keep these goats . The old man embraced him , and said , Heaven be . praised ! I can recompense thee for his generosity . Come , my son ! come with me , and let some other keep thy goats . - They descended the hill together , and walked towards the old
man ' s dwelling . He was rich'in land and flocks , and a lovely daughter was his only heir . My child , said he to her , he that savecfmy life w . as the father of this young shepherd . If thou canst love him , I shall be happy to see you united . The young man was an amiable person ; health ' and pleasure shone in his countenance ; locks of yellow gold shaded his foreheadand the sparkling fire of
, his eyes -was softened by a sweet modesty . The young maiden , with an ingenuous reserve , asked three days to resolve ; but the third appealed" to her a very long one . She gave her hand to the young shepherd ; and the old man with tears of joy , said to them , My blessing rest upon you , my children ! This day has made me the most happy of mortals .
Anecdote On Mr. Addison.
ANECDOTE ON MR . ADDISON .
WHEN Mr . Addison lived in Kensington-Square , lie took unusual pains to study Montaigne's Essays , but finding little or no information in the chapters , according to what their titles promised , he one day in great auger threw by the book , wearied and confused , but not satisfied . —Said a gentleman present : " Well , Sir , what think you of this famous French author "— " Think , replied he ;
Why that a dark dungeon , and fetters , would probably have been of some service to restore . this author ' s infirmity . "—" How , Sir , said his friend , imprison a man for singularity in writing . "— " Why not , reply'd Mr . A . ddison , had he been a horse , he would have been pounded for straying out of his bounds ; and why as a man he ought to be more favoured ! really do not understand . "
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The Wooden Leg: An Helvetic Tale.
his eyes , said : No , father , in this life you can never shew him your gratitude . The old man , surprised , cried , heavens ! what , dost thou say ? Dost thou know , my son , who my deliverer was ? Young Shepherd . 1 am mucli deceived , if it was not my father . Often he has told me the story of that battle , and often I have heard him say , I wonder if-the man I carried from the battle be still alive !
Old Man . O God ! O angels of heaven ! was that generous man thy father 1 Young Shepherd . He . had a scar here , pointing to his left cheek ; he had been wounded with a lance ; perhaps it was before he carried you from the field . Old Man . His cheek was covered with blood when he bore me off . O child ! my son !
my Young Shepherd . He died two years ago ; and as he was poor , I am forced for subsistence to keep these goats . The old man embraced him , and said , Heaven be . praised ! I can recompense thee for his generosity . Come , my son ! come with me , and let some other keep thy goats . - They descended the hill together , and walked towards the old
man ' s dwelling . He was rich'in land and flocks , and a lovely daughter was his only heir . My child , said he to her , he that savecfmy life w . as the father of this young shepherd . If thou canst love him , I shall be happy to see you united . The young man was an amiable person ; health ' and pleasure shone in his countenance ; locks of yellow gold shaded his foreheadand the sparkling fire of
, his eyes -was softened by a sweet modesty . The young maiden , with an ingenuous reserve , asked three days to resolve ; but the third appealed" to her a very long one . She gave her hand to the young shepherd ; and the old man with tears of joy , said to them , My blessing rest upon you , my children ! This day has made me the most happy of mortals .
Anecdote On Mr. Addison.
ANECDOTE ON MR . ADDISON .
WHEN Mr . Addison lived in Kensington-Square , lie took unusual pains to study Montaigne's Essays , but finding little or no information in the chapters , according to what their titles promised , he one day in great auger threw by the book , wearied and confused , but not satisfied . —Said a gentleman present : " Well , Sir , what think you of this famous French author "— " Think , replied he ;
Why that a dark dungeon , and fetters , would probably have been of some service to restore . this author ' s infirmity . "—" How , Sir , said his friend , imprison a man for singularity in writing . "— " Why not , reply'd Mr . A . ddison , had he been a horse , he would have been pounded for straying out of his bounds ; and why as a man he ought to be more favoured ! really do not understand . "