The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1844-04-28

mischief he had already done ga farmer of Bed
ford county has just presented him with barre Of
"That envy him." exclaimed Moreland. "a
glass of old Monongahela Is worth Its weight In
gold"
This last blow was too much; the delicate nerves
of Margaret could bear il no longer; she sank
Luckily canght her Tea had just been announc-
ed. With the assistance OF the servant and the
maid, she toltered from the ROOM
" Have you brought her book - asked Ar
thurnc.
yes, a new novel by Walter Scott"
" Oh. then she will recover" said the sister, In
differently.
The nervous beauty once gone, were silent
no longer. Captain Moreland was a merry tar,
who had made ten voyages to China, fifteen TO
Constanunople, twenty to ST. Petersburg, and no.
body could say how many TO Liverpool. He had
moreover, acquired a considerable fortune, which
he managed prudently. He was 4 jovial man of
the world, with sound judgment, excepting on one
point-the women, of whom he knew about "a
much as the man IN the moon. The attentions Of
Arthurlne, her maidenly modesty, and her lovely
charms appeared decidedly to please the old bache-
lor There was something so good-humored, so
witty, and at the same time attractive the eyes
OF the sweet maiden, that even the cold Richard
admired her.
"This is really an enchanting girl" he whisper
ed 10 me.
"Did not tell you9 Just look how cordially
she enters into the old fellows notions"
Hours had passed like minutes. Supper had long
Inc Significantly pressii my hand, and was In the
ninety-ninth heaven
"Now, friends" said honest Moreland, as we
were outside the door, sit would be pity to part
you of my plan Come with me and we will break
the necks of another half-dozen Bottles"
BE it SO! it Is freezingly cold, and old Bow.
sends port and sherry are not halt as fiery as -"
AS his girls" concluded Moreland who SEEM
ed to have looked pretty often at the bottom of his
glass
We took the old fellow in our midst, and seered
toward his cabin, as he called his really splendid
house.
"Wel. are not theee Bowsends excellent peo-
pie ~ began Moreland, we were seated at his
table, which was covered with Laftte and East In
dla Madeira; The girls IRE beautiful Well,
fresh, merry, lively, and hearty asa dolphin. Nep-
tune p, hsl +, oddad girls could yet
eyes, by lingo! so could; but hope Marga-
"Yes, but my dear Moreland, do you please
Pshaw! five hundred thousand dollars! Hark
ye, these are not found every day"
Fifty years J" replied
"Yes certainly; but sound and hardy, none of
your spindeshanks, no Stanton -
eyes; but he smokes cigars, and not German
pipes"
cigars I'll let alone; do you think that for the
sake Of this Miss, I'd burn mouth and nose with
the Internal stumps Z"
"And he drinks no whiskey-he is president of
a temperance society,""
"Hang him " growled Moreland. CT would
not give up my whskey for all the girls in Christ
endoml'
"Then they will be sure to faint" replied,
"And Margaret" he burst out. "Ah ! then
these groans and sighs the sinking and disappear
ing were on account of the Monongahela Whcw!
no, no, Miss, this is no go. You may swear that"
and by way OF asseveraton he emptied his glass,
as we also drained ours.
We laughed and kept 1t up till after midnight,
and took great deal of credit for my diplomatic
skill as we were going home, Richard said, had
been rather hard on the old bachelor.
''Then have delivered poor Margaret from this
disagreeable saitor," was my reply
But Richard shook his head. what the end
OF it will be, know not; but you must not anti
clpate too much gratitude for your gratultoss in
reference"
Next morning Richard was occupied in the bust
ness which had called him to New York | was
ten times on the wing to lsit Arthurine, but some
thing constantly occurred to prevent me. 1t was
past tea-time as entered the house. Margaret sal
=" Where is Arthurlne ~ | asked.
"Gone to the theatre with Ma and Mr.. More
land"' was the reply.
'In the theatre with Ma and Mrs Moreand -
The piece was Tom and jerry" a tremendous
tavorite with the enlightened kentuckans.
had the first act at Caldwels theatre in New
Orleans, and it was quite enough for me.
"Really, call that sacrificing oneself" SAID
angrlly.
''She is a noble GIRL" replied Margaret. "Mr.
Moreand came to tea, and expressed a most
lively desire"
''rhat she should accompany him, and annoy her
self by yawnng for a couple OF hours"
"IIer artlessness may, perhaps, succeed in bring.
ing Mr.. Moreand round, - she whispered
Yes that is it, / thought. An attack of jealousy
would have been ridiculous. lie ifty-ehe seven
teen, Bowed, and hurried away to Richard
$50 early1" he cried, laughing.
'She is gone to the theatre with Moreland
mamma"
Richard shook his head.
"You have put wasp's nest into he old fellows
car Look OUT"
81 should like to see how she looks5y his eide y
"Wel! I'll conduct you. The sooner you are
cured the better. But you not 10 stay more thar
ten minutes"
And who could have endured ii longer, in tht
fumes of whskey and tobacco. Ii was in the Bow
cry Theatre. The lights swan, if they hunl
in fog while orange-peel ,apple-skins and peanuts
besides many other things TOO numerous TO men
ton, raiued down from the gallery. The hero Ton
WAS just In his iavorlte scene. looked up, AM
there was the fair Arthurine, sitting snugly, ant
chat,ering with old Moreland. could scared,
believe my own eyes married woman, al hty
old not have behaved with more dignity than she
did.
"That is a sensible girl" replied Richards "she
looks at the dollars; and would take Old Hickory
himset-ppe, whiskey and al-it he were to pro-
pose"
made no reply.
'If you were not such ninny," said Richard,
" | would say, let her go; and tomorrow we viii
be off"
Eight days more" | replied, with heavy
heart
Next evening, at seven precisely, again entered
the Elysium which was gradually becoming Tar
tarus to me. Margaret again sat solitary at her
book
"And Arthurine 2" asked with a trembling
voice.
'ls gone with Mamma and Mr. Moreland, to
hear Miss Fanny Wright"
"To hear Miss Fasny Wright-the Atheist-thc
Revolurionist That is really too bad Who
would have thought 1t 2 This Miss Fanny Wright
is dreaded by the fashionable world like pestl-
ience."
"Mr Moreland spoke 80 warmly Of her excel
lent delivery, that Arhurlnes curiosity was excit-
cd"
"Y Yes yesv" replied.
"Oh you do not know the noble girl. She
would sacrifice her life for her sister. She is my
only hone -