The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1841-03-06
PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY IL. WEBB.

her petty vanity, her parent had generally
a kind heart, and Ellen loved her devoiedly, |
dear mamma wish me, am sure, to mar
ry him. and she kissed her mothers cheek.
Now, if Mrs. Bowen disiked anything,
it was to be thwarted in her darling wish of
elevasug her daughters my marriage. How
completely She was interested in the Baro.
nets success, the reader has seen from her
conduct at the ball. She replied, therefore,
with unusual harshness.
:You astonish me, chld-you do. What!
not marry nobleman There now, you
needn't fondlc on me, for saw who you
was making love to tonigh--'
Mamma, dear memma = said Ellen i'm
ploringly. and then burst into tears.
We'll, do say!' calculated the eldest
sister.
'Who ever saw the like ? responded the
second one, forgetting her pique in the re-
venge she was thus enabled to take on Ellen.
'Ob it won't do for you 10 cry said
her mother, thus counte nanced by the elder
sisters, and steeled on this occasion to her
daughters feelings, for I've seen it all, and
know best what's good for you. Yes she
added, warming into passion as she p1o-
ceeded, marry Sir Theodore you shall,
and that too instantly
But Sir Theodore has not yet even pro-
posed said Mr.. Bowen, appearing sudden
ly to awake from the doze in which he had
been seemingly indulging himself, as he
lay extended upon the sofa, and dom
see the use of worrying ELY nn,il he does
so. Mind daughter said he, shaking his
head repIovingly at the lmploring, yet thank.
full look of the poor girl, don't mean to
say your mother won't be right if Sir Theo
dore should propose, for though don't like
a true American, care sumarchee for i;
Barohet, as sonin-law. and though know
) every Englisbman TO be a naughty fool
ahem yet money isn't to be laughed at whel
it comes in heaps, and guinea is at any
| 'h'o cS'o' W INV upopr thaH iofo' -"
we've',alked the matter eyer enough tonight
t and you've almost worried me into fit O
the gout. If I'd stad at home now, like
, sensible man, weed none of us have ha,
} any of this fuss. But people that will trav
ell must expect to get into trouble
This decided expression of opinion 81
Ienced the group. Ellen was grateful; tn
{ sisters were sullen; and Mrs. Bowen fun,
= herself out fthe room. But the pillow @
!, our heroine, was that night, wet with som
r of the bilterest tears she had ever shed.
r The next day,on descending to the break
fast room, the first person that met the ey
S of Ellen, was Seymour, conversing gail,
# with one of the pretliest girls of the compa
ny, who had been his partner during til
= latter part of the preceding evening. II
;, bowed with some haughliness 10 Ellen, an
/. continued his conversation without inter
}. ruption. Poor Ellen felt a strange pan
Il shoot through her heart, at the coldness q
II the only one of the company FOR whose es
n teem she had cared. But, returning tn
salutalion with equal pride, she moved TO
o neighboiing seat, and was soon, to all ar
a pearance, deeply engaged in conversatio
l. with several gentlemen, who the instar
S she made her appearance, crowded aroun
her.
y An excursion had been planned that day
? for the purpose of visiting point som
u miles below the falls, from which they migl
a be seen to peculiar advantage, and bot
'e Seymour, and Sir Theodore, signified the
81 intention of joining the patty.
III 1t was beautiful day, and the whol
landscape was smiling beneath an unclont
v ed sun. as the party pursued its way to th
u point of destination. Mounted on hors'
st back Sir Theodore constantly maintaine
his place by the side of Ellen; attemptin
ir to amusc her by his conversation, made u
IN Of pretended descriptions of noble life, an
le stale anecdotes without point. Hurt as st
felt at Seymour, she could not avoid col
ST trastng him favorably with her assiduol
r. suitor, nor prevent herself from glancing il