The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1837-07-29

and Henry HowelPs mother says he must
strike while the irons hot"
"The young lady was courted years ago,
Mr.. Kingston, and her first love died-she's
been melancholy ever since, and some say
she's in decline-I wonder ifits true"
81 don't know indeed-but the Ravels,
the Ravels, Miss Helen, they're going away
next week, and we must see them before
they leave us, when can you go Miss HelenP
81 can't tell, exactly, Mr.? Kingston, may
be Monday night, I'll ask ma, may be she'll
go with us--it will be so fine TO have ma go
with us. Will you go MAJ"
"What are you talking about child? asked
the mother, lifting her eyes from book
which she was pretending to read, though
in truth she had been a listener to all that
had been said, and trial it was to her to
preserve her gravity, during the very ami
mated and interesting discussion.
"Why," said Mr.. George Kingston, 81
have invited Miss Helen to go and see the
Ravels again; and she requests that you
will accompany us, madam-will you be
so kind!'
80 yes, ma, do, it will be so fine, you
on one side of Mr.. Kingston, and | on the
other, guess Miss Fustain, and Miss ST.
Eustace would feel very flat, both their
mothers forbid their beaus coming to their
houses any more, and they are obliged to
meet away from home-do ma, go with us
will you?"
Mrs. Henderson had been exceedingly
amused at their friendly chit chat, and she
could scarcely suppress a smile when she
remembered that "they had been engaged
this two months;" truly, thought she, they
will make lovely couple, he thirteen and
she eleven, and they converting with as
much interest and freedom as if they both
were twenty; she laid her book aside for
moment and soberly exclamed--"Well
| wonder what this world is coming to!'
The little loy RS were completely thrown
off the track of their tete-a-tete, for it was
evident that the surprise of Helen's mother
had risen from their conversation, and her
movement had too much meaning in it for
them to be mistaken.-Miss Helen looked
at her mother with fearful frown, and
Mr.. George Kingston shrugged up his
shoulders g. looked towards his hat. Dscre-
ton on his part, was doubtless the better
part of valor.
For he that loves and runs away,
May live to love another day.
And after he had hourished his silver
headed cane, and pulled his watch frQBmI III b:- I
pocket and adjgis9t9dds departure. paa;riuf
Miss Helen, after saying he need not be
II hurry, it was not late, and so on, seized |
Up the only light in the room, to illumine
he dark hall which Mr.. Kingston, was me-
,essarily obliged to pass through to reach
he street door, and away they walked,
Cd'luS !hlS' llCluClsOll III IOldl udi hubSS, |
where she waited until she was tired, for !
he return ofMiss Helen, with the light and |
hen followed to the door to ascertain what !
he loving couple were about, and they
'eing thoroughly absorbed in the ecstacy of /
affection did not discover thatshe was look
ng at them, until she had seen Mr.. Kings
on kiss Helen several times-his arms
we're about her neck, and she was re- lining
very afectionately upon his shoulders, when
he eyes of the young swain chanced to
'aise upwards and encountered the gaze of
he astonished mother.
1t is needless to say that Mr.. George I
Kingston scampered of at considerable
yate, and Helen returned mortified to the 7.
sitting room, where her mother having |
reached before her, was waiting with fine
pair of "cat-o-nine-tails," which she put
n operation to the no little discontinue of
.he young lady's arrangements. The poor
child thought it very hard that she should
De so treated for being in love, and as for the
lisses-why she imagined they were per-
rectly in place. The mother thought other