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Guy Rivers: A Tale of Georgia

CHAPTER XI
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I think, sir, you will like him." "Your opinion of him will certainly not diminish my attention, I assure you, to what he says," was the reply.
At this moment the cavalcade was overtaken and joined by Rivers and Munro, together with several other villagers.

Ralph now taking advantage of a suggestion of Forrester's, previously made--who proposed, as there would be time enough, a circuitous and pleasant ride through a neighboring valley--avoided the necessity of being in the company of one with respect to whom he had determined upon a course of the most jealous precaution.

Turning their horses' heads, therefore, in the proposed direction, the two left the procession, and saw no more of the party until their common arrival at the secluded grove--druidically conceived for the present purpose--in which the teacher of a faith as simple as it was pleasant was already preparing to address them.
The venerable oaks--a goodly and thickly clustering assemblage--forming a circle around, and midway upon a hill of gradual ascent, had left an opening in the centre, concealed from the eye except when fairly penetrated by the spectator.

Their branches, in most part meeting above, afforded a roof less regular and gaudy, indeed, but far more grand, majestic, and we may add, becoming, for purposes like the present, than the dim and decorated cathedral, the workmanship of human hands.

Its application to this use, at this time, recalled forcibly to the mind of the youth the forms and features of that primitive worship, when the trees bent with gentle murmurs above the heads of the rapt worshippers, and a visible Deity dwelt in the shadowed valleys, and whispered an auspicious acceptance of their devotions in every breeze.


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