Blue hens chicken & Delaware Democratic Whig. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1845-1848, 1846-01-30

Evening after evening the two s{iends, how
ieseE geIe found ri .ffxssas'-pI So lssolssA.
Tho week which Frahk and Hlry had original,
ly determined to spend in trout-fshing, was ex-
tended to month, yet still the two fdends lin
gered. Harry at first, had several animated dis
putes with his friend in reference to Miss Ire
vor's manners; now she laughed too loud, now
she was too Independent in her remarks, now
her bearing wanted something, he knew not
what which a high-bred lady should have. Oc-
casionally he quizzed her somewhat scanty
wardrobe. But these discussions gradually
became less frequent and finally ceased alto
gether.
Frank, meantime, was seriously in love: and
for the first time in his life. But he almost de-
SPARED, for while Miss Trevor always listened
to him with attention, her smiles and her inter
est seemed wholly engaged by Harry. Indeed,
never had Frank known his friend to be SO en-
tertaining; he would have given worlds as il
he could have been half as laxative. But the
presence of Miss Trevor seemed to act on Frank
like spell: the moment he entered her moth
ers little parlor, his ease of manner forsook him,
and his ideas failed.
The pang of jealousy was soon added to
Franks other torments. Harry day by day evil
IDENTIFY became more interestedin Miss Trevor I:
he often neglected his mornings amusement
and devoted the time wholly 10 her. The two
friends now rarely conversed of their mutual
mistress; for Frank was too Jealous to trust
himself to words and Harry, seeing his friends
feelings, had too much generosity to speak on
the subject.
Frank, meanwhile, industriously continued
his angling, at least in appearance, for every
morning, with rod and basket, he took his way
to the mountain streams, back Of the village, and
=. often did not return until the sun had set, when
tired ped disi.isiiais ranaaiaed ~ III ian lino,
all the evening, instead OF visiting Miss Trevor,
as formerly. But in these long excursions he
spent little Of his time in angling. Perhaps he
would make few casts until he had partially
filed his basket; and then, putting up his tackle,
he would climb to some height overlooking the
village, where, himself concealed, he would
spend hours in gazing on the white cottage of
Mrs. Trevor.
One afternoon, returning sadly to his inn, he
had reached the foot Of the mountain and was
threading his way through the forest, when he
was aroused from his abstraction, by the sound
of voices close at hand. Looking up he beheld
Miss Trevor and Harry seated on the trunk of a
fallen tree, which lay right across his path. As
there was no other way by which to advance,
he was on the point of addressing the lovers,
when his attention was fixed by some words of
Harry and he stopped unceremoniously.
spray, jest not at me, dear Miss Trevor"
his friend said, "why will you not believe me
in earnestl"
Believe you in earnest" said Miss Trevor
speaking gaily, but with an averted face, while
her fingers were tearing wild flower to pieces,
I" did ever any one know men to be in earnest
---as well believe woman not tickle, or country
girls no simpletons."
"Upon my word---upon, my honor" was the
reply in tone of vexation. "What can do to
assure you of my seriousness :"
"Do nothing, Mr.. Haviland. We country
girls are not so unused to fine speeches as you
fancy, and do not take all the pretty compli-
ments for truth that are whispered in our ear,
especially by fine gentleman who would
amuse himself during dull visit to stupid
Village"
"Really---solemnly--- ...-- -,-s -
"Nay, no. oaths,'' said Miss Trevor, still gaily
rising, as she spoke, "you have carried on the
jest blavely so far, but there is no necessity to
sweat. I'll give youa certificate that you know
how TO firt and even propose, without asking
you to go on your kness or call heaven to wit
ness; you play the part admirably. Practice
makes perfect, and I've no doubt if you can get
in love, that you'll pay your devoirs to the lady
fair in the most elegant manner. And now,
having got through your lesson, We will return
il you please for the air grows cold"
"But my dear Miss Trevor said Harry, re-
tanning her hand, and speaking rapidly and pas
sionately, this is no jest, love you---deeply,
distraetedly--life is nothing without you. Here
offer you heart, hand and fortune,.--a have
or ever shall have"
Miss Trevor blushed over neck and brow, at
these impassioned words, but her answer was
calm and assured, though tone of feeling was
perceptible in her reply.
If you do not jest, Mr.. Havland,'' she said
seriously, 81 am sorry, very sorry. But never
can be yours"
Harry gazed at her in amazement. He had
persuaded himself that Miss Trevor had long
lboen in love with him; indeed he could not I'M