Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1843-07-14
From the New Mirror.
THE SPIRIT-LOVE OF ZONE s.
(siScE DISCOVERED TO DE MISS JONES J


Not long ago but before poetry and pin
money were discovered to be cause and eff
feet, Miss Phebe Jane Jones was one of the
most charming contributors TO certain pc
riodical now gone over 'Lethe's wharf
Her signature was lone S.! neat an
agram, out of which few would have picked
the monosylIable engraved on her fathers
brass knockcr. She wrote mostly in verse
but her prose, of which you will presently see
specimen or two, was her better vein as
being more easily embroidered, and not
cramped with the memorable letters of rhyme
Miss Jones abandoned authorship before the
New Mirror was established, or she would,
doubtless, have been one of its paid contri-
butors-as much ('we' na,ter ourselves) as
could well be said of her abilities.
The beauty of hectics and hollow cheste
has been written out of fashion; so may
venture upon the simple imagery oftruth and
nature. Miss Jones was as handsome as a
prize heifer. She was compact, plump,
wholesome, olean-lmbed, beautifully mark
ed animal. with eyes like ink-stands running
over and mouth that looked, when she smil-
ed, as if it had never been opened before,
the teeth seemed so fresh and unhandled.
Her voice had tone as clear as the ring of
silver dollar; and her lungs must have
been as sound as pppin, for when she
laughed (which she never did unless she was
surprised into it, for she loved melancholy
it was like the gurgling ola brook over peb-
bles. The bran-new people made by Deu-
Gallon and Pyrtha, when it cleared up after
the flood, were probably in Miss Jones style
But do you suppose that lone s.
cared anything for her looks What-val-
ue the poor perishing tenement in which ma
ture had chosen to lodge her intellectual and
spiritual part What-care for her cover
) ing of clay What-waste thought on the
chain that kept her from the Plciades, o
which, perhaps, she was the lost sister
(who knowsO And more than all-oh gra.
cious Ito be lored for this trumpery drape.
ry of her immortal esscncel
Yes mira dig, as it may seem to RECORD
such an unworthy trifle-the celestial Phebe
had the superiority of an every day lover
r Gideon FlimmIns was willing to take her OF
her outer inventory alone. He loved he
cheeks-he did not hesitate to admit! He
loved her lips-he could not help specify
ing! He had been known to name he
shoulders ! And in taking out a thorn TO
her with pair of tweezers one day, he hat
literally exclaimed with rapture that she hat
a heavenly little pink thumb But Of Ion'
S. he had never spoken word. No
though she read him faithfully every eifusiol
that appeared his opinion of ever,
separate stanzas-talked Of lone S. a
the person on earth she most wished to see
. for she KEEP, her literary lncog. )-Gideon hat
never alluded to her second time, and per
severingly, hatefulIy, atrociously, and with
mundane motive only, he made industriou
love to the outside and visible Phebe Well
|, Well
Contiguity is something, in love; and tn
, Flmminses were neighbors of the Joncses
Gideon had another advantage for Ophe
LA FIJI innings, his eldest sister, was Mis-
Jones eternally- friend. To ex
plain this, must trouble the reader to taxi
notice that there were Two streaks in tn
Thinning family. Fat Mrs. Flimmns IN
, mother, (who had been dead a year, was
thorough man of business and it was t.
her downright and upright management @
=, her husbands wholesale and retail hat-linin
establishment that the family owned its pros
: pcrity: for Herodotus Flimmins, who's
name was on the sign, was flimsysh kin
of sighing-dying man, and nobody could ey