The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1838-10-18

that ballnd me.
Al lengIh. in that ella garden. The
scene 81 our FIRST interview, I told my
lOSe-l leiI The garden DIRECTED, but NOT
dishesrlsned. She had not yielded her
consent. but my I" friendship was dearly
priced, and must moi. should not be wulI-
drawn" Hope, the rich old lady. lent
me her speeIaeles. and through these
strong magaiieTs, ! soon saw every Obj
siscir dwindls.wsy. and the path 10 the
fair wldaws heart 10 be opened chrsrily
befane me.
Every woman has some sssailabie
point. had nearly said blind side. for
whirh idea | ssk pardon; never intend
ing 10 "iisnd any lady IN thought. word
ar deed;l there Is some ley which will
nnl0ck the heart nf The mast ob,lurste.
This key | certainly had not found. n
! praised the waving curls Of her gorgeous
hair, size shook them back from her
n"ble hrow. the dune III lnfly thought.
and smiled. Plrasedly bns languidly. II
] looked my admiration into those - dark
ly, deeply. beautifully blue eyes" they
sparkled SIih . snlIened raw Of satisIac-
ton. but saon passed away; if I aseued
and twas tue that her complexion was
what SIR Joshua Reynolds meant. when
he i"ld his pupils 10 think Of pearl or a
peach. she would lie. some slight sign Of
grailiicsllnn escape. and straight was cnld
again. Whatever praised 'lwould please
her. bur ] had not yet succeeded IN bring.
ing Ia her check that long. deep. thrill.
ing glow. which tells you. you have hat
upon the true Offices Of woman's highest
pride.
Accident. however. soon was com
mis.Iuned To reveal TO me Thai peculiar
chord Of vanity. by Laughing which. I
hoped 10 make the widows heart vihrsre
in unison with my own. On a still quie,
Sunday, We were proceeding 10 hear
service in a church some few miles
distant accompanied on horse back.
the carriage which conveyed the mistress
81 my affections. While riding soberly
along, the negligence of The driver upset
the coach, and to ny great distress | saw
it fall. II however fell gently, and on
hooking al il. all that could be seen Of the
lady was beautiful liIlle fuoi. cutting the
piseon.wing, and piruueIling through The
uppermost window. which was open.
With the energy aud rapidi;y of one
legged vesiris. | FASTENED 10 the coach,
and. with the aid Of the stupid driver.
raised IL from Ihs ground; which move
men. enabled the lovely occupsn, to ex-
irIcate and compose herself. Too much
aus.ered To proceed. We returned hume
! described the predicamen, in which she
was placed. and as spoke Of The Nab.
like beauty nf that .winkiing fno,, l saw
that had al length discovered that APP
pendsge other personal beauty which was
most her prije. OfIen did speak Of IL;
and often " did beguI!e her" Of a warm
aud winning smile. Seated together in
that cay garden. on the evening Of this
memorable day. fell upon my knees,
aud cried, " Sul,sna uf my soul--empress
Of my love-I swear by the kiss now
imprint upon this snow white ves,ure Of
your magic foot, never To rise TILL you
reward my love-" She arose. she ioller.
ed caught her to my breast; and the
exchange Of hearts was iervenIly sealed.
just escaped beng rusty mus'y old
bachelor by a foot.
! pressed for the wedding in ten days;
"it is impossible" My love-" sai!
|. q" with foot like yours. you might,
like The great Pin. absolutely tread on
impossrb,ll,iesH" We were married on
the tenth day.
And now she sits before me the same
bright creation Of beauty and Of mind,
that won my hearts best love. See, she
has just taken fancy 10 know what ! am
writing; and mark how like a sklllul
general, make diversion in my lsvor,
by accidentally spilling the contents of the
Inksland on The new slip Of our eldest
boy, who is amusing himself by all the
monkey antics Of young gentleman oil
his years. His anxious mother hurries
hun of. as do this hasty story; and il II
provoke a laugh from you, dear reader,
twill almost compensate me for the half
formed Irown with which my gentle wife
will receive this history Of our love.
| Reader. the bes, footing Of life is that
of the happily married man. | speak
from experience; for our blessed union in
no wise resembles the sad pairing O
hands not hearts, winch we sometimes
see. and which reminds US Of the horrit
ior,ures Of the tyrant Mezcntius. who
was accustomed to unite with strong
cords the living and The dead.
From the N,ckerbocker for June.