Baton-Rouge gazette. [volume] (Baton-Rouge, La.) 1819-1856, 1846-03-28

ed her, she was actually IN tears, she
pledged him her dear little hand that very
night. There's a true woman for youl
Sophie left for home soon after. | saw,
almost as soon as we met, that she loved;
that woman's destiny had. hoatcd out Of
heaven, and hung ever her life a cloud Of
purple aud gold. Oh, reader mind, you
should have seen some Of their letters |
They were tender, delicate, glorious;
flowers, music, painting, poetry, love !!
There was one thing | noticed-Sophie
had evidently not shown her lover the play
ful, girlish side other character. Woman,
when first in love, seldom deal' in per-
siGage She really makes a serious, solemn
matter Of that, which is, at best, but a
"Divine Comedy"
A few months Of the engagement had
passed, when u sister Of Randolph's visited
Philadelphia lie, the adopted Of child
less uncle, lnad not seen her for some years;
meanwhile Sic had some dancing Up from
childhood, and was now just posing her
selfon the Threshold Of sixtecn-a wild,
spirited, beautiful brunette. Randolph
tried in vain to tame her, she would play
tricks, tell anecdotes and laugh aloud, and
her mentor ended at last by falling in
with her shocking, enchanting ways.
Our hero had never written to Sophie Of
his sister Kate, but he soon told the latter
all about Sophie He enlarged much on
the confidence of his lady-lovc. "Don't
you think it strange" said he, chat she
never expresses a doubt Of my fidelity,
though she knows that in walking Chess
nut-strect | daily meet bellies and beauties,
who would not care to look farther than
the brother ofso fine a girl as you, Katc?'
"Ah, but has that modest brother of mine,
ever as much as indicated to her his knowl-
edge of the existence Of these dangerous
creatures ! that's the que stion - "Wby,
no, Kate ''fhen she has not had the
shadow ola cause for distrust-give her a
hook to hang a doubt upon she'll - All
girls are alike, Ran" Just then, she
caught a glimpse of her radiant, roguish
face, in the glass opposite, and clapping
her hands in ecstacy, cried, II have it !!
you say she does not know that Providence
has blessed you with a sister Kate-just
write her a description Of me /: Don't 60 SO
far as to pretend you are in lore, but tell her
all about the lively life we live, as master
and pupil and if she dosn't fly into a
beautiful passion ofiealousy--if your angel
don't show the woman ll be & good girl
for a fortnight"
Well, they put their wicked heads to.
! ratbar ,,,I tb, ,,nvt v,,J ko~, E',nL:, NJ.
ton the following, from her faithful lover:
my Dear Sophjc-Your sweet letter
has looked me roproachfulIy in the face,
every time have opened my scriptoirc,
for some days. | have no excuse to offer
for my silence that will satisfy myself, so il
might not you. But you will find one ir
ne In your heart-won't you dearest ? ]
shall make haste to tell you ola charming
new pupil ofinine; first promising, that you
must not be l~calous-thcre is nothing in
the world so ~disagrceable as a jealous wo.
man. You really should sec 'our Kate,
for 50 every one calls her. She is the
most amusing little mdange of the artlcsa
impulse, careless graces, and unnamed
spirits ofthe child, and the budding afFec.
tons, and harmless coquetries of the girl
you can imagine. believe the creature
has sentiment. | know she has feeling
but her ~animating, ~peryading, restless
spirit, is mS.th. Her very presence is the
soul ~ofjoyousness she dances as though
her feet had unseen wings, And then her
laugh-Oh, it is the siIyery gush Of glad.
ness Her face is classical in its contour,
but there are so many phases to the beau.
ty of a brunette, and each one more en-
t~rancing than the proceeding, that it is i'm.
possible for pen or pencil to show them
forth. Her eyes, one moment, you would
sWear-a6irm, | mean--were Of the soft.
est hazel, and the next, as black as night;
her hair is a dark chestnut color, curling
b~cwitchingiy. I'd not call her lips rosy
they are of deeper, ruddier hue. | have
it now--thcy are like rich June r~ose-leaves,
dipped in wine. As to her manner, she
has, it must be confessed, a little too much
n~ajUctc. But she is so y~oung-scarce six.
teen and then she had, it seems, the
most accommodating kind ofguardian an.
gels, as she has never known a sorrow. !
regard her inocent breaches of strict deco.
rum with great lenicncy. For instance,
while giving hera lesson this morning,
she laid her delicate hand on my arm, and
said, with a charming smile, i did moi
think | should like you half so well when ]
first saw you. | find we are strangely a.
like in many things Sophie, / really fell
called upon to kiss that hand-I did, indeed.
She only laughed, dearest. don't believe
she thinks of me, for she knows / have on
" a moderate income, she is pretty. A
brunette is a fascinating creature, yet
have always thought the empire Of the
blonde over the affections, the more en-
during.
"Kate is teaching me Walking. I know
it viii give you pleasure to hear | am max
ing rapid progress in this delightful accom-.
plishment. Were you a silly girl, now,
should fear your pouting over this, and 50,
to soothe you, say, | always fancy you my
partner-that it is your dear form | an
whirling about in the delicious delirium d
the waltz. But | don't tell you any such
thing; for / know you to be a sensible,
high minded woman, never troubling your.
sell, or those who love you, with Unbound.
ed doubts and suspicious.
Though my little friend is somewhat
in my confidence, ] have never told her o
our engagement. fear the madcap could
not keep it to herself, and love is some.
thing far too delicate for the rough atmos
nbera oftha world.
skate is waiting for me to ACCOMPANY
her to a concert. Forgive the brcvity 0
this. know you viii there is nothing
IN mhtch I haze nrnater e ith thon IN rn1l