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'Hark! what noise is that?' said E from her chair, looked round the apart still, the old woain upon the subject of her sorrow 'This saloon, ma'amselle, was in

my lady's time the finest apart to her own taste All this grand furniture, but you can

now hardly see what it is for the dust, and our light is none of the

best--ah! how I have seen this roorand furniture came from Paris, and was made after the fashion of

solasses, and they came from

some outlandish place, and that rich tapestry How the colours are faded

already!--since I saw it last!'

'I understood, that enty years ago,' observed Emily

'Thereabout, madam,' said Dorothee, 'and well remembered, but all the

ti That tapestry used to be

greatly admired at, it tells the stories out of soot the naures it exhibited, and discovered, by

verses in the Provencal tongue, wrought underneath each scene, that it

exhibited stories from some of the most celebrated ancient romances