Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1843-09-30
From he Nss York MIRROR,
MY COllRTSUlP.

tween US, aud the many colourod awning
overhead, and the marble lady with the
"elos, UMBRELLA close by, III toll you oil
about my courlship. But don't you laugh
nor pu, mo out with any Of your imporIi
ncn,inlerruptions, or ! shall stop short
and don't look o, me, either, IN tina, conf
cal way, as il you knew whn, was about
TO say, and was predetermined TO laugh nj
it; bu, keep your eye upon those dainty
little bits Of lemon, jostling about among
the crushed ice in your lumber, and pull
away a, the reed, while ! inhibition my
memory. | must talk il straight through,
or | shan't have courage TO tell 1t,
Mary was my cousin, and though ]
knew of her and about her, yet, as she was
five years the youngest, had not seen
much of her. Five years a, our :hen ages
was an eternity Of difference. used TO
go up TO the old house, and talk, OCCASION
ally with the rest of the family, and she
was the youngest, and never thought of
her, other than bright eyed, joyous, and
happy girl, rather boisterous withal, but
one whom it was pleasure TO have
about, although you didn't take much
notice Of her, for she was sort of ac-
compartment to the family circle, a string
in the domestic instrument, which added
all uRnoticed, to its delightful harmones.
This, you must know, was many years
ago, before went south. was gone
three years, and when | returned had
almost forgotten Mary, or, at best, she
was but very faint star in the sky Of
my .recollection! and, to tell you the hon
est truth, | didn't even call at the house );
for, among other excuses for emitting to-
do SO, | was harrassed to death with old
Trot's business. Well, after a while, Il
went out into the country, at the sug ges-
tion Of numerous friends, who prolessed
alarm at my sickly looks; after having
wrung reluctant permission from the
old curmudgeon on whose business | had
been wasting three years of the spring
time Of life in the city Of New Orleans,
tanning my face 10 regular brown, and
laying in a stock OF the liver complaint,
which has lasted me till now, and which
will probably last as long as | dol
thought TO recruit little in the free air
and the blessed sunshine of the country,
and went, of course, to my uncle's over
inJersey for he has the prettiest little nest
70 live in that ever filled the dreams Of al
city-slck and counting-room- bewidered
merchant. When | got there, who of all
the world should find but Mary, already
domiciled in my retreat, whose parents,
most proridentidlly had sent her out there,
on the same errand that brought me--toI
get little relief from the hot air and hot
ter hustle of the city. wonder if they
ever meant we should fall in love with
each other? 1t had premeditated look; 4
and have sometimes thought there was
a.nalice prepenSe 10 the whole affair, from
the way il came about. However, there
we we're together, and | hardly knew her
al first, she was so altered, and was now
60 near to woman's estate, and was SO un-
like the boisterous little plaything had
left her. She had grown up to be the sun
niest bud Of Paradise ever inocculated on
this dull earth of ours. Such bright
happy face, where careless grace ofchild-
hood was SO charmingly mingled with
the finished beauty OF ripe womanhood--
now all girlish glee, anon all maidenly
propriety, and presently a strange COM
ming of both-it never fell to your lot TO
see, my good fellow, world-experienced as
you are! and then such eyes! Why,
bless your heart, when she lifted up, in
that bewitching way of hors, the curtain
Of long, soft lashes, that hung like wide
fringe Of jet velvet from the snowy out
line Of her eye-lids, the light broke out
from their shade like an escape of impris,
oned sunshine, and filled her whole
speaking face with loving radiance, as
If every linement was bursting with its
own beauty.-And then that mouth! you
have seen il since, perhaps, but you didn't
see il then, for if you had, with your in
flammable temperament, you would long
ago have committed the objectionable sin,
and not been here to talk aboutit. But any
one who then saw the rifted coral Of her
lips once drawing their shell'llke smooth
ness from that glittering treasury OF
pearls, as her bird-like voice escaped in
laugh, and the dimples chased one anoth'
eraway from the corners of her mouth
to MARBLE beneath her cheek, has seen
eight that does not often bless ones senses
in this worktng-day world And such
comprehension would have sworn you
could look down its transparent depths,
Us fairly as through the shaded waters oil
some chrystal lake in the mountains; and
il was all alive with shifting hues, nor
like the shadow Of rose-leaf on bed OF
snow, and now swelling with rich color
as if a stream Of crushed cherries were
rushing beneath its surface. And you rel