...Mrs. Stowe tells us in one of her pleasantest letters, and adds, The little white farm-house under the hill was a Paradise to us, and the sight of its chimneys after a day's ride was like a vision of Eden ! Nearly two years passed by, and Harriet, now again in her father's house, wonders at a beautiful lady, very fair, with bright-blue eyes, and soft auburn hair, who comes into the nursery where ...