Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1843-02-07
= OF ULAN TALES.
A Race tor "a Sweetheart.
BY. MRS. SEBA SMITH.


Hardly any event creates stronger sensation
in thinly settled New England village, especial
~ among the young folks, than the arrival Of a
fresh and blooming Miss, who comes to make her
abode in the neighborhood When, therefore
Squire johnson, the only lawyer in the place, and
a very respectable man Of course, told Farmer
Jones one afternoon that his Wits sister. q smart
girl ofcighteen, was coming in a few days to re-
side in his family the news few like wilifre
through Pond village and was the principal topic
of conversation for week Pond village is stu.
atrd upon the margin of one Of those numerous
and beautiful sheets of water that gem the whole
surface of New England like the bright stars in
the evening sky, and received It's appclation to dis
tinguish it from two three other villages in the
snrre town, which could not boast of similar To-
cation. When Farmer Jones came in to his sup
per about sunset that afternoon a, took his seat
at the table, the eyes of the whole family were
upon him, for there was peculiar working about
his mouth AMI knowing glance Of his eyes that
always told them when he had something of in
,erest TO communicate. But Farmer Jones Sc
cretiveness was large, and his temperament not
the mos, active, and he would probably have roll,
ed the important secret as sweet morsel under
I his tongue for long time, had not Mrs Jones
who was Of rather an impatient and prying turn
of mind contrved to draw it from him.
Now, Mr. Jones said she, as she handed him
his cup oftea, what is it you are going to say
DO OIL, with it: for you've been chawing some
came into the house
Its my iobacker, | s'ponse' said Mr. Jones
with another knowing glance OF his eye.
Now father what is the use 2 said Susan I'VE
all know you've 90, something or other YOU wan
10 say, sni Why cant you tel us what i is ?
La, who cares what ',isy said Mrs Jones. ii i
was any thing worth telling. we should not have
to wait for it | dare say
Iercnpon Mrs Jones assumed an air OF th'
most pcrfc, inl.f-rrnce as the sur'.i way OF con
qneIine what she was pleased to call Mr. JON, S
ohsiin1cy. which by the way was very improp
er term tn apply IN the case; Tor II was purely h
working Of secretlveness withou, the leas, par,icl
OF ohslinacy attached 10 II.
There was pause oftwo or three minutes il
the conversation all Mr. Jones passed his cup Il
be filled a second time, when with a couple Of pre-
paratory hens he began to LEI on, the secret,
we are to have a new neighbor here in few
days said Mr. Jones, stopping short when he hal
uttered this much, and slipping his tea and filling
his mouth with food
MIS- Jones who was perfect in her tactics sa'
word but attended TO the affairs Of the table
as though she had no, noticed what was said
The farmers secretyensss had Il, last worked i
e frui anl he began IN
. Squire Johnson's wiGe's sister is coming her
IN few days, and IS gong to lise with EN-
The news being thus fn'ly divulg,d, ii lef re
scope or conversation
w Il wanler il she isa proud stock up piece
p said Mrs Jones
| 4 Shouldn't think she would BE- sad Suslr
for there am, more sociable woman in ,be neigt