The Democratic pioneer. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1845-1853, 1846-06-19

"fo VIZ '"o"i, Mr' Eiton PTePaIeu
to obey 1t. But as each particle Of his face
was OF itself a distinct smile, it REQUIRED
considerable length or time to screw ur his
broad and sunny cointenarice into tile gall
and vinegar expression desired. So the
young man received from the good papa,
what he conceived to be very gracious
smile. "l'll get an Introduction to that
man." said he to himsslf--and the three
were gone.
The next night Mrs. Elton debated
whe ther it would be e&pedient to 60 where
he of the eyes might also choose to wander
but at last, concluding that no one save
herself would take SO dismal walk more
than once, she entered it without reluct.
ance. There sat the young man npon the
post, and again his eyes met those of Grace.
"lll never set foot here again." secretly
vowed Mrs. Elton.
The next evening Grace came down
more becomiugly attlred than Usual. She
had evidently been enjoying private in.
terview with her dressing -glass--perbaps
il had said to her, ,"My love, you look pret-
tily in your last new Dress" but / cant
positively assert that il had said anything
"Shall we walk tonight, mammal"
enc" And Grace ran back to her room
and fastened her door. Presently she
heard her mothers voice, and flew to un-
lock it.
"Why was your door fastened, Grace!"
"For nothing in particular, mamma"
"Nothing in particular! People do not
iasten their doors for nothing" said Mrs
Elton, looking suspiciously at Grace. At
this moment she started suddenly, and
closed the blinds with no gentle hand Z.
Grace started, too, and had time to see
that the young stranger was in the street.
"Grace! don't let me find your blinds
open again for month" cried mamma
"My love-" said her father, one night at
tea. edo you remember that we saw gen
tleman sitting upon the gate Of the old
house in the lane, few nights ago!"
Eyes, papa;" answered Grace, colour
ing in spite of herself.
"Well, have found out to-day that he
is the author of those poems which you ad :
mire so much, His name is Lawrence
Norton :"
Up stairs two at time, flew Grace, and
snatching we'l.worn volume from the
shelf, sat down to the Goth reading. The
poems were never halfso beautiful before
she was sure of thst--bnt somehow she
could not help feeling little uneasy sen.
sation, as she gathered from certain odd
lines that the poet certainly loved some
body with all his heart Who could it be!
What happy creature his sister-his wife
must be! The next Sabbath she saw the
poet at church. When she felt quite sure
that he did not know it, she looked at him
because he sas poet. Certainly he had
a fine intellectual head and face--and his
eyes were so dark and expressive! But
tHcu IL w dS uUt Bnl " udNO ouSH Luoud 10
on Sunday, so Grace ordered all vain and
foolish ones to depart from her mind.
One evening, as they sat together at tea.
Mr.. Elton said to his wife" Ny dear, do
you remember your old friend Lucy Law
rence!"
"Oh yes! but It 10 many years since |
have seen her. She married-4who was il
odd that can't remember"
sThere is a son of hers in town, and as
knew you would like him, invited him
to spend an evening with us. His name is
Lawrence Norton--the same of whom !
spoke to you, Grace"
"Well," said Mrs. EIton--but her co,in.
tenance expressed anything but pleasure.
She seemed absorbed in thought several
minutes; at last, sudd denly starting, she ad
dressed Grace. "My dear, I quite forgot
TO tell you that your friend Mary is not
we'll, and think you had better 60 this
evening and see her"
"What if he should come while I am
gone" thought Grace-and she thought it
expedienl 10 drink bali cup of scaling
lea.
"Why what's the matter with the child!"
cried Mrs. e., seeing her eyes fall of tears.
"The tea is SO hot, mammal"
"Hatdly worth crying about, however.
Grace set off on her visit TO Mary. On
Ter return home she danced into the par>
or siuging-what do you think she was
singing! One of Lawrence NortoI's songs
land who should be there but the poet
,imself, and probably he knew that those
\ ords ere his own. How should Grace
'ecover from the confusion into which she
lad thus danced! Ii was rather late, and |
he knew that he must stay only few MIN
ties longer. The few minutes, however,
we're we'll improved by the young man, for
le lost no time IN getting acquaiutedwith
he beautiful one wIro had sung his song. /
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