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Tre tur} Gasoade Wrtarpsra Joyk.ysi Gout. of Wess THE LILY OF LIDDESDALE. = ‘Tue Country all atound rang with the bihuty of Amy Gordon ; and slshough it was nut known who Best bestowed apon her the appellation, $M nirw she bore no other than the Lily of Liddesilale. She was the on- Ty child of @ shepherd, and harvelf « shepherdess, ‘Never bnd she been out of the valley i which she ras born ; but may had cape front thelpcighbour. ing districts just to look ypon het aa che“vested with ber tock on the hills, ax she sssued scaling fon her fpther’s dour, or iat in her weener loveliness in the kirk on Sebbath-day. Sometimes theze are living hee inga in nature as beantifel as in romance s reality sur. passes imagination ¢ and. we see breathing, brighter: ing, and moving before oar eyed, vights desrar to or hearts than any wa ever beheld in the Inid of ailop. 4 ‘TAS LILY OF LIDDESDALE. Tt was thus that all felt whe leaked on the Lily of Liddesdale. She had grown up under the dews, and breath, and light of heaven, among the volitary bills ; and, ow that che had attained tu pertvet womanhood nature rejoiced in the heauty thet gladdeved the still ness of these undisturbed ylens. Why vhwuld this one matilon have been crested Jovelier that: al! othera? In what did her surpassing loveliness conset? None could tell ; for had the most imaginative puct describy ed this maiden, souiething that floated aruund her, a ar of felt hut unspeshable grace aad lnstye, would have been wanting in his picture, Her thee war pale, yet tinged with such a faint and leaftike era son, that though she well deserved the name of the Lily, yet wus cho at times also like uote the Rose When adeep, or in silent thought, she was like the fairer of all thdBtiied brood ; Unt when gliding along the bras, or singing her songs by the tiver side, she sight well rethind one of that other brighter and mare dazzling Flower. Amy Gordon knew that she wat beautiful. knew if from the eyes thaf’in delight met here, from the'tines offo many gentle vuices, from-words of affection from the oli, and love from she young, from the sudden smile that met her when, 4u the morning, she tied up at the little mirror her slgag raven hair, and from the face and Agure that Moke up ta her when she stooped to dip her pitcher in clear mountain-well. ‘True that she wae of low] Birth, sod that ber manners were formed ina shepherd's THY LILY OF LEDOESDALE. 5 hut, and smong shehherdesses on the hill, Ent, ett?” week passed in the halls of the highly byett would have anfficed te hide the little graceful: iin of her hum- bie Jinenge, and toequalherin elegance with thosewhain in beauty she had far excelled. ‘The am snd dhe rain Thad indeed touched her hends, but nature had sbaped them delicate and emall. Light were her footsteps upon the verdant turf, and through the birch-wood glades and down the rocky della xbe glided or bounds ‘ed along, with a beauty that seemed ut onge native and alien there, lke some ereatute of another cline that stilt tord kindred with this, an Oriental antelope among the roes of a Scottish forest, _ Amy Gordon bed reached her nineteonth rummer and as yet che knew of fove only ax she bad read of ft in old Border conga and ballads, These ancient _ditties were her delight-—and her sjggt oul was filled with wild and beautiful traditions, In them iove seemed, for the most part, something snd, and whee ther prosperous or mubappy, alfke terminating in tears, Tn them the young maiden was poken of.as dging in her prime, af fever, consumption, of a pining heart ; and her lover, a gailant warrior, ot » poscetil shepherd, killed in battle, or perishing fn some midnight etorm in them, too, were sometimes heard bicteed voices whispering affection beneath the greenwood (ree, or among the shattored cliffs overgrown with light-wav- ing trees in some tong, deep, sclktery glen. To Amy Gordan, 21 sha cbaunted to herself, in, the blooming