Bloomington herald. [volume] (Bloomington, I. T. [Iowa]) 1840-1849, 1841-10-22

passed up the natural avenue and came
upon the green. My feelings were very
neculiar as walked slowly towards the
village church. | entered. A popular
preacher was holding forth, and the lille
meeting house was much crowded. Sc
veral persons were standing up. and soon
discovered that must retain my perpen-
dicular position, as every seat was crowd
ed. however passed up the aisle until
| gained position where could have
fair view of the faces of nearly all present.
Many of the congregation looked curious
Iv a, me, for was stranger 10 them all.
In few moments, however, the attention
OF every person appeared 10 be absorbed
in the ambassador of grace. and also be-
gan to take an interest in the discourse.
The speaker was fluent, and many of his
nights were even sublime. The music OF
the wood and the fragrance of the heath
seemed to resound to his eloquence. Then
it was no great stretch of the imagination
TO fancy that the whie-handed creatures
around me. with their pou'ing lips and
artless innocence, were beings of higher
sphere.
While my feelings were thus divided
,, between the beauties and blessings of the
two worlds, and wrapped in a sor! of pocli-
cal devotion, detected some glance at
me of a most animated character. | need
not describe the sensation experienced by
youth when the eyes of beautiful wo-
| man rest for length of time upon his
coun,enance, and when he imagines him>
self to be an object of interest to her. l
returned her chances with interest; and
threw all the tenderness into my eyes
which the scene, nv mcdla,ions, and the
preachers discourse had inspired in my
heart, doubling not that the fair young
damsel possessed kindred feelings with
myself tina, we were drinking together
a, the fountain of inspiration. How could
it be otherwise
She had been born and INJURED amid
these wild an4 romantic scenes, and was
made up of romance, of poetry, and ten.
derness and when thought of the puri-
ty of woman's loye-her devoton-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.
My heart ached with rapture. At length
the benedlc,ion was pronounced. | linz
gered about the premises until | saw the
dark eyed damsel set out for home, alone
and on foot. Oh ! that the customs of SO
cietv would permit ! for we are surely one
in soul. Cruel formali,y +! that throws up
barrier between hearts made for each
other. Yet followed after her. She
looked behind, and thought she evinced
some at recognising me as the stranger OF
the day. l quickened my pace and she
actually slackened hers, as if to let me
come up with her.
"NobIc young creature!" thought l.
cher artless and warm heart is superior to
the sheckles of CUSTOM
lat length came within stones thru "
of her. She suddenly halted, and turned
her face towards me. My heart swelled
to bursting. reached the spot where
she stood, she began to speak, and l took
off my hat, as if doing reverence to an an
gle. -
Are you pedlar -
mo, my dear girl, that is not my occu
pation''
swell, l don't know" continued she
not very bashfully, cycling me very stern
| ly; 81 thought when | saw you IN th'
meeting house that you looked like ped
lar who passed off pewter half dollar OF