Martinsburgh gazette. [volume] (Martinsburgh, Va. [W. Va.]) 1810-1825, 1825-07-07


ately put down the salver and deposi
ted the money into a little silk purse
which she drew from her pocket
THAT'S pretty purse p observed
Lord Rosenberg, will you allow me
TO examine iii'
'An my own embroidery; some
people might make boast; Lut IL
say nothing
Lord Rosenberg opened the purse,
& dropped into it sovereign; Mary
saw the glare of gold through the net.
ling, and she looked first at the purse,
then at Lord Rosenberg, and then
at the purse again: at that in.
slant, the bluff voice Of Castleton was
heard among the raspberry bushes,
exclalmipg, "why, what the deuce
why, where the deoce !" and Mary,
callingto her aid profound courtesy,
made her exit in an instant.
Our cavaliers, finding all further con
ference with the master of the cottage
at an end thought right to1naket the best
|Of their way to the manor house, the
seat of Sir Able Somerton, Charles's
father. Charles had not long been
from E.oD, the scene of his first init
macy with his present fashionable com
panion, Lord Rosenberg, young
man ofprofligate and expensive habits,
but withal possessing sort Of gener-
Gus nonchqldnce which was extreme
Ily fascinating to those who were not
at the pains Of observing him with the
leye OF more than mere acquaintance.
His person was handsome and manly,
and an air of elegant levity, peculiar
his own, rendered him Il dangerous
companion to those whose minds pos
sessed not considerable portion Of
forbearaDcc to counteract the evil ten
dency ofhis propensilies At Somer'
ton. House, Lord Rosenberg was
looked upon as little deity; his rank,
II bis connexion, his habits, were all es-
teemed as SO many excellencies, and
Sir Able was not without hopes, that,
from the pointed attentions which
were paid by Lord Rosenberg to his
youngest daughter, union might
speedily be effected between the two
families. How vain are the thoughts
ETA fond father who lima ginesa school
girl of fifteen is capable Of rivetting
the affections OF a man revelling in the
extremes of fashion and volup'uons.
ness, whose society is courted by the
most elegant and accomplished, ifnot
by the most correct of both sexes.
Somerton, House, during the few
days that Lord Rosenberg bad pass
ed there, was thronged by all the sur
rounding fox hunters. 'andtheir wives,
and daughters; for Sir Abe! was not
the only silly Young old man who was
on the look out for Young lord. His
lordship, however. began to be hear
lilly tired of ruralizing, and purposcd
returning TO Hanover Square on the
Mondoy, when the accident Of mo
ment led to material alteration in his
resolves. Lord Rosenberg went
with the family to the village church
on the Sunday. Was it that a spark
of devotion excited him to visit the
venerable pile1 no--was it Christian.
ty? not was nothing more or less
than The idea of laughing at old Mary's
rose colourcd ribbo It's, and obtaining
a second and unimpeded view of Amy
Castleion, 'the village beauty 1t is
no slight misfortune for simple limo
cen, girl to be distinguished as al beau
to-
Lord Rosenberg had been in the
church with the Som ertons some few
minutes, when in flourished Mary,
majesticalIy sweeping down the cen
ire aisle, to open her masters pew,
her head radiant with the fatal rose.
coloured bow, which did not fail, in
a country church, to excite universe!
attention. What contrast was the
foolish old woman, to the dove like
creature who followe d her with slow
and measured steps, supporting the
weight..of her father upon her arm, for
old Casileton, it seemed, had acciden-
tally slipped down bank in his gar
den, and thus been rendered lame.
Amy appeared simply dressed in a
Iplain gray silk pelisse, with Leg.
horn bonnet: she had no colour in her
cheeks; sometimes her very lips were
|pale, in looking at her it might almost
have been imagined that statue of
the most exquisite alabaster had sud
denly been inspired with life. Daring