The Sun.
London, England, 1828-08-14 00:00:00

A MAN IN LOVE.

We hold that every man behaves with ar,yl;ward-,
ness when he is in love, and the want of the one 1..;
a presumption of the absence of the other. When
people are fairly engaged, there is perhaps less of
this directly to the object, but there is still as much
of it in her presence; but it is wonderful how soon
the most nervous become easy when marriage haq
concluded all their hopes. Delicate girl ! just bud-
ding into womanly loveliness, whose heart, for the
last ten minutes, has been trembling behind the,
snowy wall of thy fair and beautiful bosom, has:
thou never remarked and laughed at a tall and
much be-whiskered young man for the mouvaise
/ionic with which he hands to thee thy cup of
half-watered souchong !'' Laugh not at him again,
for he will assuredly be thy husband. Yes'
he will tremble for a few months more as he
stands beside thy music steal, and join no others
in the heartless mockery of their praise; but
when every voice which has commended the
song is hushed, and every note which thou hast
clothed in ethereal music is forgotten by all
besides, to him it will be a theme to dream,
upon in his loneliness, and every look whic!i
thine eye vouchsafed to him will be laid up as a,
sacred and a holy thing in the inmost sanctuary of
his secret soul. Thou wilt see in a short time
that
the tremulousness of his nerves is only observable
when his tongue is faltering in its address to thee ;
pity will enter into thy gentle heart, and thyself wilt.
sometimes turn the wrong page in thy book of songs,
and strike the wrong note on thy double grand
piano, when thou knowest that his ears are drinking
in thy voice, and his eyes following thy minutest
action. In a few months more—we see with pre-
specti ve clearness—thou art sitting at the same piano
in a large and newly-furnished room, snuffing thy
candles every now and then thyself, and turtling witlt
thine own hands the leaves of the National Melodies,
while—O, he !—is stretched along one of Mr. Trot-
ter's finest ottomans,
cessful, is well enough, and perhaps it has trea-
sures of its own to compensate for its inconvenience ;
but a more miserable situation than that of an un-
happy individual before the altar, it is not in at,
the„ you meet your futo.e
heart of man to conceive. First of all, you ate
pa;tner
aisle, which on this occasion appears absob,.ieh, ,nb:
marched with a solitarfyasmtaaleslecel:allet'ipwlelen is: i
terminable;
relieving the
in gingham gowns or
are to meet calico priLts every
'ol4i-lin:redness of his huge'
morning of your hie ever after. Thei, site
is
r'
e s, sup-
d I,y her old father, deck '
dressed out in satin and Avinte ribandF,, wilorn N.,
ported
AA cur, i't his old-
fashioned brown coat, with a ' l. .4
WI! of t .ie same colour,
pane
' cting ears •; amid
the mother puffed up like an
•overgro,Vll
. ! bOlSte;'4 encouraging '
and jeming her
__:dart , the trembling girl,
aunts of full fifty years, in
telling her to take
must all corne to. Bcourage, for it is what they
Bride's maids and mutual friends
make up the
company; and there, standing out be-
fore thiq rtsQumblii,e, you assent to every thing the
curate, or, if y ' .'
b
yo are ne enough, the rector, or even
the dean, .showing
the
deformity say, your knock-knees
naked deformity of white kerseymeres, to an ad-
n4j-Ting bevy of the servants of both families, laughing
and tittering from the Squire's pew in the gallery.
Then the parting!.—The mother's injunctions to the
juvenile bride to guard herself front the cold, and to
beautifully
write within the week. The maiden atints'inquiriesof
c`My dear have you forgot nothing r —the shaking
of hands, the wiping and winking of eyes ! The lady
all this time seems not half so awkward. She has
her gown to keep from creasing, her vinaigrette to
play with; besides that, all nervousness is interest-
ing and feminine, and-,is 14id to the score of delieley
and reserve,