Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-05-09

her goods but when the damp had taken her ring
lets out Of curl, and began to chill her neck she
flung a shawl over her shoulders tore up a bonntt
pattern 10 roll her hair in and putting on the
worst ofiempers with her altered looks ordered
the doors closed and determined 10 make a miser
able day oft
knock n, the door
Come in said Miss Smith Ida, 90 and ge,
The black Grape bonnie, you altered, the boy has
I come after IT, suppose
Iida had scarcely time to lay down her work
when the door opened and MIR Gilbert walked
quietly into the room
Miss Smith blushed crimson, dropped her shawl
and seemed tempted to commence depredations
on the Gurl papers forthwith Ida took up her
work again and Mr. Gilbert sat down amid a tor
rent OF compliments from Miss Smith, and began
TO turn over volume of Byron, which he had
brought in his hand
MIR Gilbert had done himself the pleasure
OF bringing the book which Miss Smith had de-
sired.
Miss Smith was delighted would Mr. Gilbert
oblige her by reading few pages, if he was not
too much engagcd-she had been informed that he
read beautifully.
Mr. Gilbert would be too happy, but the light
was so dim that he must sit by the wndow-so
moving his chair with the self possession of one
accustomed to have his own wayne sat down
within few PAGES of Ida She did not look up,
but the most delicate of all bushes broke into her
cheek, and the young man saw that her fingers
were little tremulous, and Miss Smith took ad-
vantage of the opportunity to let down a quantity
OF black hair, which the mu,ated pattern had
! failed TO render more than wavy and giving her
founces light shake, she drew her chair to the
window, ordered Ida 10 place a bonnet block for
her feet and folding her hands, she composed her,
self to listen
1t would be quite supcrfuous to say how many
times the sensitive Miss Smith lifted her hands,
and exclaimed---'Beau,iful Exquisite Oh!
how sweeir--whlc the reading of Chlde Harold
went on or to give any description TO the color
which glowed and deepened in the check of our
Ida, and the pleasure which filled those soft eyes
till they sparkled like gems beneath her dropping
lashes But II IS quite necessary to inform the
reader that after this stormy day, Mr. Gilbert was
constant visitor at the mlliner's shop--that he
read Childe Harold quite through and when
Miss Smith solicited some of tho shorter poems
he looked at Ida and answered no-he would
| read them to Miss Smith, but not there. Miss
Smith was delighted with this indication that her
nelghbor desired tete-a-tete and Ida, who had
heard Byron for the first time, though she had
ready more than girls of her age, was quito I'M
conscious ofthe compliment paid TO her purity of
character in the denial The lawyer had large
library and there was no lack of books for peru
sal. Ida seldom spoke while he was reading,
but II was pleasant for indolent and refined man
like Gilbert to study the changes of her sweet face
1t was like volume of 'unwrten poetry which
no one could read but himself In less than a
week his easy chair was wheeled into the mliner's
room every day. and he was quite domesticated
among the straw trmmers, scraps of satin, and
all OF The pasteboard chips that Uttered about the
| floor
A sense OF arslocraiic distinction is remarka-
bic pleasant feeling, but in order to enjoy it per-
ieciiy, there must be some companionship. II
was very pleasant and agreeable for Miss Warner
TO return from four years residence at school, to
be the richest and most accomplished belle OF a
country village. 1t was pleasant TO be engaged
10 wealthy young man like Gilbert but as she
did not care for books, had no one but widowed
mother TO bestow the hatery which schoemates
barter one with the other, as she detested all use
| iul employment 1t was TO be expected that her
time must pass somewhat heavily, especially af-
ter the first objects that presented themselves when
she went TO lounge away her mornings in the por-
tlco, were the sweet face Of our Lda bent over
her work, by the opposite window, and Just be-
yond the dark locks and white forehead of her
own affinanced husband Miss Warner was not
absolutely jealous, but she was very idle and so,
naturally enough, began to think it just possible
that the country milliner might have received
something worth looking at from Town One
morning she was crossing the highway,
deliberately dressed, with delicate peach blossom
| gloves on her pretty hands, and deeply frnged
parasol guarding her face from The sun There
was great deal OF artificial grace in her step
she gllded over the green sward, and the little af-
iected knock at the mlliner's door was eloquent
Of high breeding. Then there was the patroni-
zine bend TO Miss Smith, the gracefully extended
hand TO Gilbert, and the quiet stare at poor Ida
who sa, blushing like guilty thing by the WIN.
dow. Gilbert thouched his Ups to the peach
blossom glove, but when he saw the supercilious
look fixed on Ida, he dropped it again and
dash Of color swept over his forehead Miss
Smith was foil OF delight exhibited all her finery
and distilled more hauery into conversation OF
fifteen minutes, about blue ribons and leghorn
flats, than was ever bestowed in the same time on
those ladies' who purchased il by the year, in the
form Of humble companion
Miss Warmers dignity was no, Of an order to
Withstand this Insence to her vanity, and even #
her aliinanced husband had no, been a constant
VISITOR IS doubtful fihe honey suckle portico
would nor have soon been abandoned for the Mill.
nel room and us gossiping freedom
In less thana tonnghiihe peach blossom gloves
were solled by constant use. and If Gilbert was
taiaie IN the miliIaer's shop, bis lady love haua.
ted halmos as regular as he DID She thought
Miss Smith such nice creafure-such dear