Sentinel of the valley. [volume] (Woodstock, Va) 1841-1848, 1843-11-30

she DON'T belong to our ciass-afld for
one, am not disposed to have every one
| forced upon me-
You and, she were once on terms Of
the closest intimacy. believer,
mo, not as TO any great intimacy
While her family were elrtit.ed to move
IN the upper circles, used to visit her
sometimes. But she has no claim upon
my notice now
None at allf'
mo, none III the world.
Is she not, as to intelligence, taste,
ana moral qualities. as worthy of your
regard now as ever?'
/ 'E'in sure j don't know. Perhaps she
Is, and even more so. But am | bound
10 associate. with every one who has
taste, ,ersss5. sss.a .ssss,.i tias
% no. OF coarse not. if YOU don't
Eaeel inclined, returned Mrs. Mayberry,
drily.
And there is her insufIerable old I'M
Gle Peter, whom never could bear iii
the best ol times CONTINUED Mrs. Mel
rose. From him there is no escape.
Go where will, hand and glove with
the best, is this antiquated specimen Of
humanity. What claim has he, | should
like to know, to mingle, as he does. with
the very elite Of the city. can't i'm
derstand it,
The reason is, presume, because lie
has been long tried and proved. His
worth is known
slFortIl! Pray what is be worth p
More than sumo imagine, am ifl-
clined to think, Mrs. Mayberry said
half to herself, and then added aloud
Plain, and, ut times, eccentric as that
old man is, Mrs. Merose, lie has lew SUI
periors. Those who know him most in
timately, cherish for him the highest re-
gard. | wouidnot answer for my hus-
bands politeness, if he were to hear you
speak as you have just done. At our
house. in the social or family circle, he
IS ever a welcome guest. And not only
at our house, but among the Oldest and
best families in the city.
Who and what is he, pray?' asked
Mrs. AleIrose, in some surprise.
AS to who he is, believe never
troubled myself to ask As to what he
is, every one can judge fol himself
But there is no gentility about lj,n.
How III the world, then, is Il, thatgen-
teel people can tolerate him.
His gentilitl IS not e 5h2<1nodern,
ry with some feeling al <lnooth on the
outside, but no heart w'1sln. Old I'M
Gle Peter. Mrs. aIeIrsse, IS one Of the
few we meet with. ,5ilo have hearts. Ii
the casket is not6f the most elaborate
>sorkma nship. 1sepcnd upon it. the Jewels
contained vlft are of priceless worth.s
sAh!,geM evening Mrs. alelrose.' said
Genery coming up at the mo-
mcntZsAs lively aud good looking as
eyA / see. How is Mrs. Melroses And
low DO you do Mrs. Blayberry? | have
not had the pleasure Of meeting you Tor
some time
Butwe will leave General r
and the two ladies', and turn for moment
to Cecilia On escaping to the side Of
her uncle, she felt wounded deeply at
the rude Indifference manifested towards
her BY Mrs. Melrose 5. Ii was not the
first time she had been so treated by that
self-important parsonage; but still she
could not help feeling so marked rebuke
for having intruded herself into the CONF
Dany Of those who evidentIvregardcd her
as occupying a position far below thems
That her mind was disturbed, was in-
SANITY observed BY Uncle Peter.
is any thing the matter deara' the old
man asked kindly.
The tears came 10 Cecilia;s eyes. and
fer moment or two she could not trust