Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1846-01-22


sive eye. No wonder that the music of Effie's
voice had thrilled through heart whose strings
had been SO rudely broken. He felt for the young
songstress most painful interest, for he she
was one born to feel and to suffer for when were
deep feeling and suffering ever disunited?
is not Clara beautiful, Dudley" asked Eaie,
the morning after the sisters met. Is she not
beautiful as the dreams of imagination? ?"
=" She IS, indeed most exquisitely fair" answer
ed he's "she has almost conquered my prejudices
against blondes. But she is no more to be com
pared to you, Elite, than clear, cloudless day is
to a starry, respondent night.
"Thou wnlk'st in beauty like the night
Or ooudless cimos and starry skies"
"Dont fatter me, Dudley" cried she, inpatient
ly; g. know its exact value, which few girls, as
young as myself, can say. Let there be nothing
but truth and sincerity between us. Now is the
time to prove whether the love you bear me
is the result of habit and association that pas
sion which would have selected me for its object,
though we had been heretofore sundered as far as
fiom pole to pole. Unfortunately, my uncle's wish
es are known to both of us, revealed in an unguar
ded moment To me, | acknowledge his slightest
wish is law, and you know my heart has not muir
INJURED at his will"
She blushed, and averted her eyes which she
was conscious expressed in still stronger language
the feelings she was uttering.
"What is it you mean ?" exclaimed he vehe-
mently. I" DO you doubt my truth and constancy
whep from the first moment beheld you, have
scarcely had thought or wish, which was not en-
twined with you? You were the star ofmy boyhood,
you are the cynosure of my manhood, and age will
bring no change. No it is for me to doubt; not
you, Efie.'
While this conversation was passing between
them at the hotel, where Mr. Horton had put up,
ncog., for the purpose already explained, Mrs. Du-
shane and Clara were expatiatng on the young
stranger who had flashed across their path the pre-
ceding evening.
{" do not think her really handsome, mother" "
said Clara "she is not fair enough for that She
reminded me of some one have seen before, but
| cannot think who it is"
1t is the same case with me-" said her mother
81 have been trying to think who she is like but in
vain She certainly created great sensation. g. she
was very ahable and polite to me. How | wish
you had not given up the harp, Clara. It's thou
sand times more graceful an instrument than the
lpiano 1t was nothing but your waywardness.
told you you would repent of it some day."
"If did play on the harp" said Clara, pettish
w. 81 wouldn't put myself in such ecstaoies at my
own music as she did. | don't believe Mr.. Alstol
admires her singing much, for he talked to me al
most the whole time"
Yes because you talked to him. But, serious
ly, Clara, he is fine looking young man, and may
be very rich. You had better try to captivate him
even if he is captivated by Miss Horton HOY
familiar that name does sound We must invt
them to our house-lnake a party for them--fo
they are evidently persons of distinction"
: "Not musical party, mother. One good thing
however, we have no harp here"
= Conclusion week