The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1844-08-10
MllS0lNIhILA NIAOUSo
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A TALE.

TALE.
On the banks Of the Severn, sbou
half mile from Worcester, there stands
in the midst Of a green, sloping towsrds
he river, d small but neat looking COT
age. AT the time to which the com.
mencement Of this little history refers,
The spot was scarcely in state of cult.
vation. No fence guarded the immedi.
ate approaches 10 the dwelling, and the
grass grew wild and unwedded. Still,
The profusion Of creepers which clung
around the porch and two circular patch
es Of earth that had been dug up before
lit, showed that some little pains had
been bestowed 10 give the neg ected plot
4 cvilised appearance.
One sunny morning during recen
autumn, an angler in a small boat sta.
toned himself Immediately opposite to
the cottage, under pretence of fishing
but his eyes were more frequently fixed
on The door of the humble dwelling thar
on his float. After some hours Of anx
Gus watching, he was rewarded with {
sight Of the object he had shown so much
! patience in endeavoring 10 see-a young
and handsome girl came forth, and be
gan collecting number Of flowers, an,
arranging them carefully in small DO
IqueIs' AT the same moment, however
a good sized salmon was nearly runnln,
away with the anglers tackle; and i
: was not TILL he felt the rod nearly ,ugge,
from his grasp, that he was conscious %
J his good fortune. His attention bein
thus divided between the f.h sud III
lady, he lost both; for the salmon e
clear of, and the girl retired into N
I cottage wi,hou, the word of greeting h
: had intended TO address her.
+ what fool | am = exclaimed IN
e angler, I,o be wasting my time here
lying in wait for opportunities of seein
her, when there is nothing whatever
p prevent my going boldly up to her doc
and paying regular visit lie the
paused while TO supply length or g,
10 his line. 'Why, The fact is, hay
lpo' ''' S"ui dRt. dhu thd' 10 me lTuln
aIit. Besides, she is always so busy vii
her painting, and it is a sin 10 disluI
per Then, again, she is alone yer
ikeIy; aud know she never asks or
2 IN when that is The case. However,
he does not come Out again soon, ce
ainly Will make bold TO cal at the co
d |age'
q While the angler was mu,,ering the'
), words to himself, dialogue, of whic
Y he was the subject, was going on in III
cottage pallour. There were Two CIR
seated al small table, busily employe
n copying on China the boquess ju
gathered from the miniature garden, fc
j Jane Lambion, who was the hostes
e gained her livelihood by her skill
d hat humble department Of art. He
compsnion was a neighboring clerg,
mans daughter, who occasionally visile
her, and lent her helping hand for
musement.
Surely said Emilia Mason, th
man iN the boat must be young Thom
I'd Potter. the attorneys son. wond
h. what makes him choose this spot SO o
lg ZEN to fish in
,e 'Perhaps,' replied Jane archlg, 'yC
Vi would rather he took his station now
- hen little higher up The river, and
{ title nearer 10 certain back window
y" he parsonage
'Oh, Jane how can you say such
id hing. | am sure | never dreamed
wish of the Sort
Then am sorry | put il into yor
head, replied Jane laughing; 'for It
mere suspicion of it makes you blush
lr red as this vermllon.'
Emilia Mason did in reality bera
10 more emotion than the alusion warral
ed and presently, when footsteps wei
heard approaching the cottage, she e,
claimed. Bless me | hope he is nj
coming to disturb u.s. with an expires
II. on of fright and hope which was pc
odiectIy ineligible to hex companion =
" Jane, however, betrayed an anxiety {
" another kind, and trusted the angler wi
" not going to iutrude on them. Ga lool
n ng Out, however, she saw him still
his boat.
IT, A moment after, outer the door W
od opened, and young man fastened in
.. lhe little psrlour with eagerness az
'' haste. He saluled Jane with much mo
cordially than her friend; and his loo
On seemed to express disappointment tn