Constantine republican. [volume] (Constantine, Mich.) 1836-1838, 1836-11-23
THRILLING INCIDENT.
BY WIN. A. coMsTocK,

pass,d up the natural avenue and came
out upon the green. Ny feelings were very
poetical as | walked slowly towards the vile
iage church. Ientered. A popular preach.
er was holding forth, and the little meeting
house was much crowd d. Several per.
sons were standing up and soon discover
ed that must retain my perpendicular posi-
ton, as every seat was crowded. | how
ever passed up the aisle until had gained
position where could have fair view of
the faces of nearly all present. soon per.
ceived that | was an object Of attention.
Many of the congregation looked curiously
at me, for was stranger to them all. In
a few moments however, the attention Of
every one present appeared to be absorbed
in the ambassador of grace, and also be-
gan to take an interest in his discourse.
The speaker was fluent, and many of hi,
flights were even sublime. The music Of
the wood and the fragrance of the heath
seemed to respond to his eloquence. Then
it was great stretch of the imagination to
fancy that the white handed creatures
around me, with their pouting lips and art
less innocence were beings Of higher
sphere. While my feelings were thus
| divided between the beauties and the bles-
sings of the two worlds, and wrapt in sort
| Of poetical devotion, | detected some
| chances at me Of most animated charac-
ter. | need not describe the sensations ex.
perenced by youth when the eyes of a
beautiful woman rest for a length of time
upon his countenance; and when he ina.
gines himself to be an object Of interest to
her. returned her glance with interest,
and threw all the tenderness into my eyes
which the scene, my meditations, and the
preachers discourse had inspired in my
| heart. doubted not that the fair young
damsel possessed kindred feelings with N.Y.
self that we were drinking together at the
fountain of inspiration. How could it be
otherwisel She had been born and nur.
tured amid these wild and romantic scenes;
and was made up of romance, of poetry
and tenderness. And then | thought Of
the purity of woman's love--her devotion
her truth. only prayed that might
meet with her where we could enjoy sweet
interchange of sentiment. Her glances
continued---several times our eyes met.
NV heart ached with rapture. AT length
the benedction was pronounced. Ilinger.
ed about the premises until saw tho dark
eyed damsel set out for home, alone, on
foo. 40, that the customs of society
would permit--for we are surely one in
soul Cruel Formally that throws up a
barrier between hearts made for eaci 9TH
er!'' Yet followed afer her. She look.
ed behind, and thought she evnced some
, emotion at recognizing me as the stranger
of the day. quickened my pace, and sho
actually slackened hers, as if to let me como
up with her.
f Noble creature = thought I. sHer art.
! less and warm heart is superior to the
, shacklcs of custom'
, at length came within q stones throw
} of her. She suddenly halted and turned
: her face towards me. My heart swellcdto
r bursting. | reached the spot whore she
stood. She began to speak, and took my
hat as if doing reverence to an angel.
"Are you apedlarl"
"No, my dear girl, that's not my occupa>
ton"
"Well, I don't know" continued she,
. not very bashfulIy, and cycling me sternly,
= al tho't when saw you in the meeting
: house that you looked like the pedlcr that
a passed of pewter half dollar on me three
e weeks ago; and so determined to keep
}. my eye on you. Brother John has got home
now, and he says that If he catches the tel.
lcr, he'll wiring his neck for hin--and
amt sure but you are the good for nothing
rascal, after ALL" -.
: Reader, didyouever take shower
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