Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1845-11-06
NUMBER IL.

Mrs Ellery, much of the artificial gloss OF Idas
character disappeared, and never perhaps had she
been truly happy, and certainly never had she
appeared more charming than when, needless for
once, Of form and effect, she entered into the daily
pleasures and pursuits of her cousins But Ida was
hearess Pour va 0muser' was her motto and al
though, as before stated much Of the artificial
gloss of manner had of, the sehshness of her
character still predomnated over the force Of en-
amples and momentary resolves
few months prior to Ida's visit, Herman Wes-
ton had established himself in the village as ply
stefan. Since his arrival he had been frequent
vister at Mr. Moores. and many there were who
had already classed him a lover of the blushing
Helen but when Ida suddenly burst upon his view,
with all the refined airs and pretty coquetres prac-
tised from her CRADLE the guileess Helen appeared
no longer to attract his regard 1t was soon evil
dent that the young physician had become deeply
enamored with the fair city cousin-but he wor-
SHIPPED at distance, for he was well aware that the
tastes the habits Of Ida the sphere Of aiuence IN
which she was accustomed to move, lily accorded
with his secluded life aud poverty, aud that
To love some bright particular star
And think 70 ICED a.
Ida soon discovered the impression she had
made and the spirit of coquetry and grati6rd vani-
~ was rife within her. Weston evidently the
beau of the village, and little filtration suggested
itself to her mind, being not only decided tri-
umph over the village girls, but means Of amuse-
ment for the time being Her witching net
therefore spread, and in its meshes the unsuspect-
ing Weston became at once entangled, and SO
sklfully did she manage the game, that not a
doubt OF her sincerity even suggested itself to the
frank, ingenious minds Of her cousins.
Two persons are slowly walking in little grove
on the river banks through whose swaying branch
es the moonbeams CLEAN brightly down upon the
silvered rush of waterfall, leaping from rock
f.1L .sta a an I'D xiwa nltd
peacefully from out the Iris-hued curtains of the
mist. The Ksty-dids call TO each other from the
iree-iops, in mocking tones affirming that Katy
did, and 'Kofy-didnf, and the nigh-hawk utters
his willing cry from mild heayen-then swooplng
gracefully uiiers for moment over the earth, and
wheels again TO his starry circuit. II was one Of
those calm and heavenly evenings, when it would
seem that Truth alone would dare walk the earth
! but alas how often is the holiness Of Natures
| most lovely scenes perverted
And is il then really possible. that you, whose
life has been passed amid the intoxicating gayetles
Of the city, prefer the monotonous life we lead
| in the countryp
Call it not monotonous cried Ida, fixing her
dark hazel eye upon the animated countenance of
| her companion, when Nature is continually pre-
senting her varied scenes of beauty and grandeur
What has the city TO offer in comparison i-there,
all is fase-here, all is real. interrupted by art p
There are but few, Miss Taylor replied Wes-
I
you do the calm pleasures Of Nature
Then must they. indeed, be different from me ?
answered Ida % | could list forever to the music
of these falling waters, | could untired
through these charming woods, nor ever weary of
the song Of birds, Of the beautiful flowers whose
fragrance greets me at every STEP
And would you be content to pass your life amid
these scenes ! exclaimed Weston, forgetting the
restraint he had imposed upon himself
% should be too happy answered Ida naively,
and with the friends lover
! May be classed in the enyied number, Ida
Miss Tayorr cried Weston.
% to be sure she answered, in manner totally
different, and laughing careessy, for she saw she
had brought her victim the very verge Of avowIng
his love. This she wished to avoid, and therefore.
with infinite tact, instantly changed the
ton. Although disappointed, Herman Weston
pressed her maud tuat ngit parting with almost
the happy conviction that he was beloved.
Dear Ida,' cried Lizzie, folding her arms around
the neck Of her cousin as they sat that night in the
little moonIit porch, her eyes filling with tears, how
sorry am you mus. go to-morrow-we shall miss
you much, dear coz p
And there arc others who will miss you too in-
terrupted Helen archy. Il know OF one al least
who at the very mention of your departure, de-
serves to be dubbed knight of the Rueful Counte-
, nance =
oh you mean the Knight Of the pill-boxes-the
subduing Herman cried Ida carelessly. 4 shall
leave him. Helen TO the healing balm of your kind
words End sympathzing sighs.'
He loves you, Ida, indeed he does. continued
Helen.
Loves me! ridicuousp replied Ida; Il should
think myself rather above his alma mere country
doctor
why, Ida, how you speak, said Lizzie, in I'M
; affected amazement. 4 thought you liked him
you have always appeared to prefer his society to
any other
, 20 nonsense, Lizzie 7 like him, indeed Why
he is well enough, cbild-you need not look so dis
: tressed-and has made capital beau
And is that all you think Of him, Ida asked
E Helen--'is il possiblel
y And long after they retired TO their peaceful
couch, did the pure-minded sisters truly lament
e the probable disappointment awaiting poor Herman
: Weston.
4 AT an early hour the next morning, accompanied
by her uncle, Ida left the kind, hospitabe roof OF
. her relatives.
S Here, Helen she CRIED as she tripped down the
D walk, throwing her carelessly plucked in
passing here, bestow this as my parting gin npon
o your knight Of the Ruefu CountenanceP Then
i gay laughing, she sprang into the chaise and kiss
ing her hand 10 the little group, soon let the vii
: lage far behind reckless of all those scenes of
gayety to which each revove ofthe wheels rap
d idly bearing her. 10 De continued