Madison Whig advocate. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1839-1841, 1839-11-23

lof a quiet family into confusion. Hs
congratulated himself. therefore. tina
no one appeared at the door To receive
him, except the old butler, favorite do
nestle of the family. and wa. still het
ter pleased, when old John assured hin
that he might, if DESTROYS Of SO doing
steal upon the family quite unawares
s'for," added he, master always make.
/ Miss Emily sing 10 him after dinner un
It'll the candles come, while he sits listen
ing with his eyes shut in one armchair
and Mrs. Betty is sleeping In t'other: s.
if you 90 in by the anteroon sir. yor
may hear Miss Emily sing. and She b
never the wiser; but you know, sir, it.
not your Miss mean, sir, that Il.
t'other Miss Emily, masters daughter
that's at home now."-"I know. know
John; | shall be very happy to see Miss
Devereux, and to make acquaintance
with So saying, Harry slept
/ lightly up the staircase, and softly open.
ed the door Of the apartment which led
10 the drawing room, he stopped for a
moment, lest the noise of his footsteps
should arrest the sweet sounds which
met his ear from thence.-Oh. what a
voice was that! so soft, SO full, so sweet
but il was not his Emily who sang, and
pang Of disappointment thrilled thro'
| his breast.
Harry was passionately fond of music.
and he stood chained to the spot, drink
| ing in the rich melody which seemed
| formed to penetrate the soul. The air
was one he we'll knew,-;t was beauti-
| ful French air from the opera of Joconde
-"Dans un deIire EXTREME There
was something in the tenderness with
which the words
'.Et Pom revient toniours, touiours,
A ses premiers amours!D
were breathed, which thrilled through
his heart. Had it been his Emily who
sung, what moment of delight would
this have been!-But he had no time to
sigh or to think about the matter, for old
John entered the room with candles, and
at this moment an exclamation OF sur
prise, and, a. Harry lancied, of plea
sure, escaped the lips Of the lovely song
stress-lor lovely indeed she appeared.
| as she started from the instrument, her
cheek suffused with the brightest blush
es, while she hastily extended, and as
hastily drew back the prettiest little
hand in the world. papa, it is Mr.
Ponsonby," said Emily. s.and have al
most introduced myself 10 him" Mr..
Devereux rose to welcome Harry, and
complete the introduction, while Mrs.
Betty rubbed her eyes, and, putting on
her spectacles, exclaimed, BLESS me |!
Master Harry lit surely can't be-
why, he is finer man than his father
was, and that thought hardly possible"
"Do spare my bushes, dear Mrs Eliza
beth" said Ponsonby, grasping the old
Iady's hand with much kindness; .syou
know | was always modest youth, and
would not have my fair cousin TO think
me Otherwise now, although ] have been
so bold as TO steal upon you unannounc-
ed,-but the temptation old John held
out was not to be resisted, and the sounds
have heard not easily 10 be forgotten"
Nv hat, Mr.. Ponsonby, and you have
been a listener" said the blushing Emf
~; swell, my cousin Emily told me
many of your faults. but she did not
give me reason to believe you were so
very unprincipled. did Emily speak
of me to you2" inquired Harry with ca
gerness; land what did she say 2-you
must tell me what faults she safd | had,
that | may set about reforming them"
-sCome, COME" said Mr.. Devereux,
''we shall not enter upon so ample a field
at present; see, the urn is smoking on
the table. and no tea in it yet. Why.
Emily, you are getting as giddy as your
cousin; aud have been telling Harry
here. that YOU are paragon Of stead-
ness and regularity" An arch smile
played for a moment around the rosy
a,fx-
she rose and began to busy herself in
the duties of the tea-table.-Harry and
his guardian talked about his Cambridge
studies and future views; and thus, be-
tween the grave and the gay, the even
ing quickly passed in pleasant CONVEX
sation.
When Ponsonby had retired at night
TO his old quarters in the blue room, be
cast around him glance of cheerful re-
cognition upon every familiar thing,
grown dear from the recollection and as
sociations OF childhood: swell, said he
mentally. s.were my little Emily but
here. | should feel Just as used TO do,
and we might be as happy as possible :
Bot Harry was at that moment aware
that in truth he did not Just feel as he
used, or as he ought TO have done The
beauty and attractions of the present
Emily had filled his heart with trou-
bled delight, and he felt the necessity OF
wishing for the presence of the absent
Emily, 10 protect his plighted faith
s.Then this Emily is so like her cousin
reasoned he with his own conscience,
shat almost forgot myself 10 her pre-
sence: and vel she is different too-more
go 90 mora tbo,,chtfi1I Nv Emily-s|
face was ever speaking even when her
tongue was SILENT Thus making out
a catalogue OF his little Emily's charms,
and confusing them gradually with those
Of her lovely cousin, the bewildered
Ponsonoy fell asleep.
A week had passed away and Ponson-
bv was forced TO acknowledge that his
uncle-s acquaintance with the human
heart was greater than his own. that II
would have been far better for himself,