The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1843-01-26
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From GrGham's Maga=ine.
A RACE FOR A SWEETHEART

RACE FOR \ SWEETHEART.
~ MRS. sEEA SMITH
Hardly any event crea'esa stronger sen.
sation IN thft.ty settled New England vii.
age especially among he young folks, than
The arrival OF fresh and blooming Miss.
who comes 10 make her aoode in the neigh
borhood. When, therefore, Squire John
son, the only lawyer IN the place, and very
respectable man Of course, told Farmer
Jones one afternoon that his wiies sister. a
smart sltl Of eighteen, was comlup IN a
rev days 10 reside in bis family, the news
De" like Wild ire through Pond VILLAGE
and was the principal topic OF Conversation
Tor week. Pond village IS situated an
the margin of one Of those numerous and
beautiful sheets OF water that gen the whole
surface OF New EugIand, IL e the bripbt
stars 10 an evening sky, and received lie
expectation 10 Distinguish 1t from two or
three other villages IN the same town, WHICH
could no, boast Of similar loca,ion
-" hen Farmer Jones came into his sumner
about sunset that afternoon, and tool, his
seat Of tie table, the eyes of tho whole fam.
lly we're upon BIN, for there was a peculi.
ar working abou. his mouth, and knoslno
glance Of his eye, tia, alsays told tbem
when he had something Of interest 10 com. /
municaie. But Farmer Jones secrcuve.
ness vas large, and his Temperament: not
the most active, and he probably would
have rolled the important secret as a sweet
Incrsei under his tongue for long time
had not Mrs. Jones, who vas Of rather m
impatient aud pryIng turn of mind ,con,rlv
ed TO draw it from him.
" Nov, Nr. Jones" said she, as she han.
ded him his cup OF tea, F." wha, is i you are
gong TO say? Do out with il; for yoY'ye
been cha~lng something over II your mind
ever since you came into the house"
lis my tobacco, 'spose,n said Mr..
jones' With another knowing glance Of his .
eye.
" Nov, father, what is :hc use ~ said
susan; We oil know you've got something
or other you want TO say, and why cant I
you tell Us what 7 IS u
La, who cares what I is p" said Mrs
Jones; "lf 1t vas anything worth telling,
we shouldn't have to wat for il, | dare
say"
Hereupon Mrs. Jones assumed an air or
the most perfect indifference, as The surest
way q conquerng what she was pleased 10
call Mr. Jones' obslinacy, w'ich By the
way vas very improper term 10 imbIv in
the case; tor It was purely the working Of
secre,IVeHess without the Ieas, Dariicle r;
obsllnacy attached 10 it.
There vas pause of two or three min.
uies IN the conversation, an Mr.. tones pas.
ssd his cup 10 be filed a second time. hen
with couple Of preparatory hens he be
gan TO let on! the secret.
We are 10 have new neirhbor hnre
N ie" days" SAID Mr.. Jones. s,onoin,
snort when he had uttered thus r9ucb. and
sipp'ng hIs tea aud filing bis mouth with
ood.
Mrs. Jones, who was perfec, in her tao.
les, said not word, bul attended to the
i''alfs OF the table, as though she had no, t
l0'Iced what was SAID, The farmers Sc. [
'fe'l'eness had at last worked itself out r
md be began again.
,""SVl , "ut sister rs com.
s!,h EN-" o'S y '''' u
= ne news being thus fairly d.vulged, II G
OIL Tree scope for conversation. r
Well | wonder il she il a proud ,,pcE /
p piece, said Mrs. Jones. -
shouldn't think she would be-" said r.
'usan, " for there amt moro socIabl. mo r.,
nan IN the neishbothood than Mrs. John -
on. So if she's at all Ike her s,s,e, :,
link We shall like her." 1,
! wonder how old she is," said Ste. .,
nen' who was Just yergiog toward the s
ose OF his twenty fret year. o.
" The Squire called her eighteen" said Al
IT, Jones, giving a wink to his wife. rs h,
uch as to say that's abou, the righ, age y
r Stephen. -
" wonder if she is handsome" said su r.
~ VINO was somewhat VAIN Of her own
o"s' aud having been sort OF rergnino O.
y, 20 Inc Pond village for some years, felt bn
','ile nIarn at the idea Of a rival. b.
dare be bound she's handsome. soid
rs Jones, " # she's sister 10 Mrs. John. o%
a Tor where vii you find handsoner e ,
man ,han Mrs Johnson, 20 the town IA,