Wheeling times and advertiser. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1839-1849, 1843-11-10

e"Se>enu u year. hstu, lew months
since. ente ed into the holy bonds Of
communal hiss
An elegant cottage, as IL was called,
IN the center OF ll.vonshire, with beau
tiful grounds attached. and no insuisitive
neighoor nearer than the vicarage, quite
nail mile distant. was the env;able spot
selected Tor the earthly paradise Of MIR.
and Mrsr Wington.
Ii was The first OF September. dav
enthusiastically anticipated bv sports.
,nsn. when lond, grulr voice from un
der'the window of Harry's dormuorv.
thus saluted him,
NOW Sir. It's time 10 be stirring
Duwn. Ponto-you're troublesome
brute! Nov, then, sir, come to heel
lass. come To heel, sayp
Waking from his slumbers. Harry
threw open the easement Upon the
green lawn IN picturesque group, stood
his gamekeeper. John Flip, aud brace
of-as he would maintain-the best
pointers in the whole country round
They'd find, back and drop, a gains, any
TINT ever were, or ever would be.
Its Just four, SIR said John, respect.
fully touching his hat to his mas,er's
emerged heal. To bag ten brace be-
lore breakfast, you mustn't be long in
turning OUT e- ars.f,i. rfs.,.s. ...-
In very limited period tho shooting
gear was arranged, and The impatient
biprd md quairupeds were joined by
their no less eager master-alI equally
DESTROYS for the Sport.
MOI live minutes elapsed after IIarry's
departure, when Mrs. Winglen's pleas.
a
eparp crack Of one of Manton's best
Quickly sur'nising the cause, she pro
cceded TO the window, and saw her hus-
band covered 10 his knees in the luxu.
rant green tops Of turnips, caressing
one of his fayorite dogs.
With fine, hearty laugh which indi.
Gales no thought oil duns, promisory
notes, actions, or chancery suits, Harry
kissed his hand 10 his smiling wife, aud
after holding up partridge in trium ph
OF his skill, he vanished behind "A hay
stack followed by the gamekeeper, and
pointers.
Natu re was waking from repose-the
suns rays were bursting upoo the dewy
verdure, like Hopes blight hue upon
the cloudless heart The flowers un-
clasped their leaves 10 the cheerful light
with cups charged TO The brim with crys.
tai drops. The air rang with the songs
of birds, and as Ida Wington continued
To look upon tho beautiful scene with
smi 'es,
(which went and came, and disappeared.
Like s'an-ng sunbeanis on The diniped water shaded
by tFees."
she thought how delightful it was to
have SO handsome, good-lempered, and
excellent as she was possessed of Hours
passed with UNCONSCIOUS swifiness TO Ida,
SO engaged was she with her no uncom
mon reverIe, when a rap a-tap tat her
chamber door cccasi"ned her to~starl.
and hatsIly ask who was th.re.
who is there, Indeedr repeated a
voice from the outside. Ill is past eight.
Breakfast breakfast, | say
I'm coming, forsooth'
I'm waiting for YOU rejoined The
voice.
Before knowing the value of Z. parents
smile, Ida was an orphan, aud lett to the
sOie care OF an only aunt. With a mo-
Tiers tenderness she had reared her
peued, bot not spoiled her neice, and
deemed herself fully rewarded by see
ing her fayorite beautiful, accom- ish-
ed woman, and the wife Of one whose
study II was to render her happy, Tn.
on lda's marriage, Harry requested that
the kipd-hearted old lady would reside
with them ~ form a member OF his fam
lily circle. This was the acme Of her
wishes; and thus matters slood short
time after that eventfuI epoch in the lives
OF parties concerned, the wedding day.
The morning toilet completed, Ida
fastened to the break fast parIOr, where
she found her aunt impatiently waiting
FOR the dejsune.
Ny love. you look--a little too sweet.
some mole Of the milk, thank you, child
= pale, this morning, I think, said the
aDtiqGaled dame, ia her usual broken
seutences
Il am quite well, aunt replied Mrs.
WingtOn
i am glad TO hear That you are, my
child, but you certainly ares piece OF
dry craftsmanship languid. Where
Is the scapegrace Harryf
How fOrgetful you are, aunt. Why.
ibis - the ifss Of September said Ida
'Ah! shooting then, Of course. Mar.
Tled men should not indulge often 10 such
omusements. Frequently do we hear
of guns bursting, and--a little more Of
that iongue-exploding accidentally, re.
joined the aunt.
a follower Of the illustrious Arab,
Mahommei, exclaims when the shades Of
sorrow are cast upon his path, s'ris my
destiny Whether this creed be found
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