Atlantic Monthly, Vol. XII. September, 1863, No. LXXI.

stage, with nine passengers, besides numerous, because gratuitously earned, children. "For who," as it was sometimes pertinently

ince, there's a plenty o' room,-and for you

ters. How comfortable the seat was, with the fresh, early morning air blowing freely in our faces! How small the horses looked in the dim light of three o'c

feet, Miss Prince. Here we are, now, al

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p! come

eader. Like the rebellious South of to-day, he had taken his attitude, and stood now on four

nation beside me, who looked so calm and good-natured; and partly in the queer, elfin look of the beast, who seemed so far off as to have no necessary connection with our safety o

long whip at the distant rebel brute. How the switching and snapping galled his proud neck! How his black back curved, and his small head tossed!

n he doos start," remarked our Phoebus, composedly, giving,

f, nobody knows; but the "beautiful disdain" left his black back and tossing mane in a moment, and he buckled d

les drove the pair last summer. He says they'd run till they dropped down dead. I guess they would. He's a putty critter enough, and well made, but dreadful ugly. Now, I like th

dale. Nobody knows a hill by experience but New-Hampshire travellers. The Green Mountains are full of comparatively gentle slopes, and verdure crowns their highest and tallest tops; but the hills of New Hampshire are Alpine in their steepness and barrenness, and the r

ll on foot. And often the whole stage-load gladly availed itself of the permission. It was handy for the owners of bandboxes, to pick them up from the rocky road, as they tumbled off now and then; and the four beasts, like those in Revelation, said "Amen" to the kindly impulse of humanity