Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1846-05-21

ilsht DfeeZes UH rune the flowers sometimes
And who wouldn't be out of temper to find herself
so strangely and cruelly misunderstood? But that
was either mortified or disappointed, | deny
That unprincipled woman, flirting with everybody
she comes near, married or unmarried, and lavish
ing her caresses--not her Establishments only but
her cdreSses-upon everything alive that wears u
hat. Upon my word, Martha, am ashamed of her,
and of myself that ever liked her. But then she
is great fortune, you know, and such people may
behave they like"
BY this time poor Julia was ready to jump out of
the window. OF course it couldn't be the poetry
she had been writing, half-a-dozen or dozen lines
at most, which kept him occupied so long, and made
him look so very serious. But then what could it
be? She would give the world to know. Gianc-
ing at the table at this moment, she missed that
unfinished confidential letter to her cousin Martha.
hali-smothered scream escaped her, and she was
just ready to snatch the paper when she recollect-
ed herself and sat pale as death, waiting the issue,
and wondering at her fathers forbearance, while
he read on, and on without once looking up or APP
pearlng to know that she was watching HIM.
Is he handsome you ask. Upon my word,
Martha, ! hardly know what to say. That he is
good-lookng easy and natural, am willing to ack-
nowledge; and that, on the whole, rather like that
seriousness which others call haughtness and state
llness, and thai revelng eye and thoughtful fore.
head which others complain so much of; and that
exceedingly changeable mouth; to say nothing Of
his Sine, shapely hands, which think too small
and too womanly by far; Of his large brilliant
teeth rather too large, by the way, and his be-
witching smile; but do not acknowledge and |
rather think never SHALL that he is either a mag
nicent fellow or the handsomest creature upon the
face Of the EARTH whatever that mscheyous,
naughty, foolish woman may say to the contrary"
The father smiled here, and Julia began to hope
for the BEST and left off pulling the roses to pieces
"Enough for me to know that is unhappy-ds-
appointed perhaps -with extraordinary talents"
Here the father began to breathe hard.
"With principles not to be questioned"
| Here he turned and looked at poor Julia for a
moment or two, as if about to speak, but after a
short struggle with himself he appeared to change
his mind and went on readng-with contraction
OF the mouth and look about the eyes that fright
ened her.
What can it be; VIII he euer get through p
But for the life of her she couldn't fix her mind tor
a moment, nor remember syllable she had written
Hot flashes kept coming over her at every change
| of her fathers counenance, and she wished her
self at the bottom Of the red sea over and over
again but all to no purpose. Would he Meier get
through? oh, dear mel
:" care nothing for The opinion Of Others Thank
Heaven, am old enough to Judge for myself"
Here the father drew a long breath.
"a woman Of sixteen, dear Martha-I am in my
sixteenth year, you know, fifteen last May-might
well be supposed to have some experience of the
world, and to know something of herself and Of
the human heart. Should you think SO, dear p
Mother was married at my age"
Here the father stopped short and pulled out hit