Liberty advocate. [volume] (Liberty, Miss.) 1835-1866, 1843-09-30

INVOoVl lnV sWOll W nor MOCK, Whlth nul
the "lily's cup TO shame for grace and
beauty, over which wilderness Of curl,
wore floating in wild profusion, Of lhI,
rare color which IN ..
Brown in the shadow, and gold in Tho sun
aud that exquisite aud pcrfcc,ly.mouldcd
form, which an angel might have looked
upon with envy; YOU remember these, SC
~ will not talk any more about them
though It is meat and drink for me tc
think Of her us she looked then,
There we were and there we were tc
stay, for weeks, and was glad to bA her
atlendant--her beau-general--and Vas tc
90 all over the village with her, and join
in all the sports, and in all the plays, and
read TO her evenings, and turn over the
music for her whom she sung, and helped
her water the flowers, and wander about
in the ripe moonlight with her, and could
help falling in love with herr Ofcourse
not, and Of course | did; and, the best OF
| it all was, was sure the little witch knew
it--knew | was bound, hand and foot, TO
the silken chain of her will At least
thought she knew il, and liked it; or, at
any rate, was not dispeased with it, for
she seemed to like TO have me about her,
and we used to 60 out and sit upon the old
rock in tie meadow and fish in the dia.
mond waters Of the brook that rippled I'M
der the shade Of the big elm; and she
would be seated on the very edge with her
tiney little feet hanging over the water,
and The smallest possible bit of the pref
test ankle in the world shining out now
and then, as the saucy breeze played with
the folds Of her dress; and |, Of course, had
to sit close to her, sometimes rery close,
to hook the bait, and to unlock the fish,
and so on; and she never seemed happier,
and | never was half so happy. And when
| untangled her line; which, on my So
Tenn veracitv, | do verify believe TO this
day she tangled on purpose, our fingers
would get worse tangled than the line,
and every touch would send the blood rip
pling through my veins like living thing;
and her bonnet would fall back on her
shoulders, and masses Of those rich curls,
like tangled starlight, would blow about
and sweep over my face, giving me a
thrill of unutterabe delight, as if every
blessed ringlet was conductor of the
hearts electricity, and Twas Loves Ley
den jar; and | would get all on fire, and
become perfect man of lava, ready to
run down in burning alteration at her feet;
and she, bless her innocent soul. | knew
used TO enjoy it, for her breath would
come and go with such delicious short
ness, and the paintings of her heaving bo-
som were so intoxicating to my
Now what are you laughing at? Just
mind what you are about, and devote
yourself to that tumbler and take your
eyes off from me, or you shan't have the
rest Of the story. Let me see, where.
was II oh, about the fishing, Well, we
rehearsed that scene, with variations, un-
I'll the fish became scarce, and was get
ting every day more mad and more devo.
ted. And then we went gathering berries
together, and wandered over the flower
ing hill,sides, ano through the blossomingI
yalIes, and up by the half hidden water
fall, with her arm so confidently IN mine,
saw every thing was in the right traln;i
and when the briars caught the hem OF her
dress, and had to stoop down to olsen
gage ii, she would lay her Tiny hand Of
pearl so carelessly on my shoulder, that |
considered the matter as good as settled
and when the same naughty brars united
the loop OF her delicate little slipper, and !
knelt on one knee, and she put her larry
foot upon the, other, to have 1t tied up
again, in the most innocent and con6dlngI
way in the world, while | was burstlngI
with passion like a suppressed volcano, |
knew it wasa settled thing, and only wait
ed the time and the opportunity to change
full conviction TO blessed certainty.
The time and the opportunity came at
last, We were strolling one evening,
long after the twilight, up the rocky glen
to our favorite waterfall, and the early
moon was raining radiance down through
the moist leaves, fecking the beautiful
turf with light, and was quoting all my
rememberances of Moore that were Apo
site, and lines from all the mad rlgals IN
the compass of my memory, hlteu 10 Inc
scene and the time; and the air about US
was filled with the breatLlngs OF Love
and the FLASHING of the waterfall was like
an angels hymn, and the gentle night
breeze was signing soothingly among me
green leaves and everything above and
around US was in harmony with oGr rap
tured feelings, and led me irresistibly from
one point TO another, till my full heart
poured OUT its whole wealth Of affection
in one burning torrent of words, which
she could neither stop nor prevent. don
kow what said, but i; was the first gush-
ing of young heart on fire, let loose for
the first time; and she was trying TO stop
me and would occasionally utter, "Why;
Harrym but | could not give her chance
10 speak, or hardly to think till the foun |