Martinsburgh gazette. [volume] (Martinsburgh, Va. [W. Va.]) 1810-1825, 1824-09-02

here It was gloomy, and poor, and
mean; he thought Virginia was more
retired and silent than she had ever
been; and before he had stayed half
his usual time, he began to grow wea.
nv; his mind had been so excited late
lly, that he could no longer relish the
simple pleasures he had enjoyed be
fore. He related to her all the news
he had collected, and gave her descrip.
tons of Mr.. WelliDg's guests, and she
endeavored to be lively, and enter in
the conversation with spirit; but the
effort was vain. His neglect of her
lately; his too evident listlessness and
coldness now, and eloquent praises of
Miss Wening in spite of herself, had
their effect on her spirits; and when
he babe her good night, he, for the
first time, since he had known her,
| felt a sensation of relief He knew
this, and could not account for it.
What is the reason he said to him.
self, as he pursued his way home, 4
am sure l love her as much as ever; l
take pleasure in going to Locust Grove,
| know, for it is delightful house to
visit at; hot | cannot be IN love with
Henrietta; oh no! my heart is still with
Virginia; the change must then be in
her, she is so reserved and gloomy;
and instead of being always lively, is
freiting after her father; so III even
let her take her course, and care no
more about it, but will visit who and
where l please Thus, like all the
rest Of us, ready to throw the blame
on any one but himself, for he well
knew that Virginia was not alway SO
cherries, but was often as lively as
Henrietta.
In the meanwhile, the ladies at Lo
Gust Grove were very busy, discussing
julius merits and dement's. One
night, after they had retired up stairs,
and were seated in Henrietta's room,
the place they generally met in to talk
over the events ofthe day, and put up
their curls--
well, Miss Kitty said Gertrude,
what do you think of Henrietta's he.
no?
My hero! Really you have raised
the young man to pitch of honor he
is very far from dreaming of, l am
sure
'Why, pray did he not bring You
home in his arms. all bleeding and
fainting, and all THAR
Indeed, you are wrong there, my
dear Gertrude; he did not bring me
home in his arms, nor did l faint; be
sides the hero gene rally saves the Ia.
dy's life, or merits her gratitude some
other way-but whoever heard Of a
hero's shooting the heroine. All, Tru-
dy! Trudy! l am afraid you will have
to task your ingenuity well, before you
can make q heroine Of me, or hero
of him.
sWhy, as to that, he did not know
it was you, you know-he took you
for wild beast, or some such thing.
Come! comet exclaimed Henrietta,
laughing, st won't do; you are getting
worse and worse
We'll, but Miss Kitty, said Ger
trude, you have not answered my
question-how do you like himl'
why, answered Miss Kitty, yawn-
ing, Il think him a good looking
young man enough, and very pretty |
behaved
Good heavens, aunt! you put me in |
a fever! he is decidedly the most ele- /
CANT, the handsomest and most agreea-
bic man l have ever seepp
upon my word! Henrietta said
Gertrude, you are getting on in the true
style; falling desperately in love, as in |
duty hound-'
Henrietta blushed, and Miss Kitty,
taking up her candle, said,
Girls, how can you talk so foolish
ly? Go to bed, and don't let me hear
any more such nonsense-good night
Gertrude was soon in a profound
sleep. Not so Henrietta. who lay be-
side her. She thought of julius until
sleep entirely forsook her; and where
yer she turned, his black eyes, dark
glossy hair, and amiahlc smile, were
still before her imagination; she being,
as Gertrude had said, desperately Ia
ken She was just from school, where
she had read as many novels as school,
books, and no wonder she was de