Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1830-10-21
From Latsas Museum.
LOST AND WON.
BY MSS MARY RussELL MrrFoRp.

the Hazelby Eleven for the FIRST time IN he
memery of mani and is il not entirely your
ianit' Answer me that, sirl Did not you
INSIST on taking James Whites place, when
ne got that little knock on the leg with the
ball last night, though James poor fellow
maintained to the last, THAT he could play
better with one leg than you With two? Did
not you insist on taking poor James place.
and did you get a single notch Ia either in.
nings' And did not you miss three catches
three fair catches-Mr. Paul Helton? Might
not you twice have caught out John Brown.
who, as to the world knows, hits up? And
did not a ball from the edge of Tom Taylor's
hat como into your hands, absolutely into
your hands; and did not you let her goa-
And did not Tom Taylor after that get forty
five runs IN that same innings, and thereby
win the game? That a man should pretend
to play at cricket, and not be able TO bold
the ball when he has her in his handA Oh,
If | mad been therel'
"Youo-Wky Lefty
"Don't Lefty me, sir!-Don't talk to mel
| am going honel"
"Nith all my heart, Miss Letitia Dale,-I
have the honor. madam, to wish you a good
evening" And each turned away at a smart
pace, and one went westward and the other
eastward home.
This u~nlover like parting occurred in Ha-
zelby Down, one fine afternoon in the Whit
sun week, between a couple whom all Hazel
by had, for at least a month before, set down
as lovers-Letty Dale, The pretty daughter
of the jolly old tanner, and Paul ~Iiolton, a
rich young yoealan, on a visit IN the place
Letty's angry speech will sufficiently explain
their mutual prevocatien, although to enter
fully into her feelings, one must be born IA q
crickeilng PARISH, and sprung of cricketing
family, and be accustomed to rest that very
uncertain and arbitrary standard, the point
OF honor, on beating our rivals and neyt
neighbors in the snuu1l match-fof juxta 90
sition Is a great sharpener Of rivalry, as DR..
johnson knew, when, 10 please the lni,abit-
ants Of Plymouth, he abused the good folks
who lived at Ducks; moreover, one must be
also a quick, Jealous, hot headed, warm heart
ed girl. like Lefty, a beauty aud an heiress,
quite unused TO disappointments, aad not a
little IN love, and then we shall not wonder,
in the frst place, that she should be unrea-
sonably angry, or, in the next, that before
she had walked bali a mile her anger vanish
ed AND was succeeded by tender relentlnss
and earnest wishes for a full and perfect re
cancellation. "He'l be sure 10 call to alcr
row morning. tllonsht Lefty 10 herself; she
said he woald, before this unlacky cricket
! PLAYING, He told me that he had something
to say, something particular. | wondered
what il coald beln thought poor lett To
! be sure, he never has said any thing about
liking me-but Still and then aunt judith
and Fanny Wright, and the n~eishbofs say
However, | shall know to morrow" and
home she trippcd TO the pleasaEtaouse by the
tan yard, as If the East Woodbury. gcn had
not beaten the men of Jiazelsy, 81 shall
not see him before to morrow, though" re-
peatcd Lefty 10 herself, and Immediately re-
paired TO he's pretty flower garden, the little
gait of which opened in a path leading rem
tie Down to the street-a path that, for OBJ
yious reasons, Paul was not to prelcr-asd
began tSing up her carnations il the dusk OF
the evening, and watering her seranluuis by
tie light of the moon. ugtil it was 50 late
that she was fain TO rotarH, disappointed, 10
the house, repeating to herself, ii saail GER
tainly see him to morrow"
Far different were the feelings Of the chil
dren swain. We'll a-day for the age Of Chi
yalry! The happy times Of knights and pala-
dins, when a lecture from a iady's rosy iip,
or a buffet from her lilly hsad, would have
been received as hum5ly and as thankfully
as the benedicite from 4 mltreG Abbot, or the
occulade from a king swerd! Alas Tor the
days ofchiyalry, They are gone, and fear
me forever. For certain Our present hero
was not born to survive them.
Paul Holton was a well looking and web
educated young farmer, just returned from
the north. to which he had been sent Tor a
gricuitaral improvement, aud new on the
look out for farm and a wife, both OF which
he thought be had found at llazelby, whittier
he had come on the double GRAND of visiting
some distant relations, and letting two or
three small houses recently fallen into his
possession. As owner Of these houses, all sit
uate in the town, ne had claimed the right
TO Join the Hazelby Eleven mainly induced
TO avail himself of the privilege by the hope
OF winning favor in the eyes OF the ungrateini
fair one, whose animated character, as well
as her sparkling beauty, had delighted bis
j fancy, and apparently won his heart, until
her rude attack on bis play armed aliths van
ity of man against her attractions. Love IS
more intimately connected with self love than
people are wiling to imagine; and Paul Hol.
ions had been thoroughly mortified. Besides,
If his fair mistress's character was somewhat
too impetuous, his was greatly over firm. So
he said to himself, "ibe girl IS a pretty girl
but far too much of a shrew lar my tamlss'
| am no Petruciio TO master tins Catlarlne,
conc to wive it happily in Pacua; and lei
her father be as rich as he may, I'll none oil
herr And, mistaking anger for indifference
no uncommon delusloa in a love quarrel
off he started within the hour, thinking so ve-
nv much Of furnishing his saoey beauty, that
he entirely forgot the possibility oil some o.
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