The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1847-07-16

crisis. Edward became more and more
brown sludious' every day, and he and lisa
belle had divers solitary walks and confabu
lations, from which they returned with pc
culiar solemnity of countenance. Moreover
the quick-sighted little Kate noticed tha
when Edward was with herself, he seemed
to talk as though he talked not, while with lsa
belle he was all animation and interest; thai
he was constantly falling into frances anc
reveres, and broke off the thread ofconversa
ton abruptly; and, in short, had every ap
pearance of person who would be glad tc
say something, ifhe only knew how.
$780," said Kate to herself, "they neither
ofthem speak TO me abont it, should think
they might, Belle Ishould think would, and
Edward knows | am good friend of his;
know he is thinking of il all the time--he
might as well tell me, and he shall"
The next morning Miss Kate was sitting
in the little back parlor. Isabelle was gone
out shopping, and Edward was-she did not
know where. Oh, no, here he is-comng
book in hand into the self same little room;
snow for it," said the merry girl, mentally,
"Tl make a charge at him." She looked
up; master Edward was sitting diagOnally on
the sofa, twirlng the leaves Of his book in
very unscholarlike manner; he looked out
Of the window, and then he walked to the
Sideboard and poured ont three tumblers of
water; then he drew chair up 10 the work
table, and took up first one ball Of cotton,
looked it all over, and laid il down again
then another, then he picked up the scissors
and minced up two or three little bits of pa
per; then he began to- pull the needles out
Of the needle book and put them back again.
"Do you wish for some sewing, siri" said
the young lady, after having very composed
ly superinsnded these operations.
"How---ma'am, WHAT" said he
starting. and upsetting box, stand and all, up
on the floor.
snow, cousin, I'll thank you to pick up
that COTTON" said Kate, as the confused col
legian stood staring al the cotton balls rol-
ling in divers directions. 1t takes some time
to pick up all the articles in lady's work.
box; bnt at last peace was restored, and with
1t came long pause.
DWELL, cousin," said Kate, in about ten
minutes, eff you can't speak, lean; you have
something 10 tell me, you know you have"
"Well, kaow have" said the scholar,
in tone of hearty vexation.
"There's no need Of being so fierce about
it," said the mischevous maiden; "nor of
tangling my silk, and picking out all Of my
needles, and upsetting my work-box, as pre-
paratory ceremonies" 4
"There is never any need of being fool,
Kate; land | am yexed that Icannot say-"|
ia pause.)
a"Well, sir, you have displayed reasona-
BILE fuency so far; don't you feel as if you
could finish? Don't be alarmed; should
like of all things to be your confdant."
But Edward did not finish; his tongue
clave to the roof of his mouth and he appear
ed TO be going into convulsions.
dwell, | must finish for you, l suppose"
said the young lady; "the short Of the mat
Ter is, Master Edward, you are in lone, and
have exhibited phenomena thereof this fort
night. Now, YOU know am friendly lit
lie body, so do be tractable, and tell me the
r,st. Have you said any thing to her about
IT."
"To her? TO who?" said Edward, starting.
"Why, Isebelle, to be sure; its she, isn't
h?"
"No, Miss Catharine, it's you," said the
scholar, who, like most bashful persons,
could be amazingly explicit, when he spoke
at all.
Poor little Kate! it was her turn to look
at the cotton balls, and to exhibit symptoms
of scarlet fever; and while she is thinking
what to say next, you may read the next
piece in the Magazine.
misunderstanding with a surly hack
for slxpence, and after he
has driven off about quarter of an hour, re-
collecting that you have left new umbrella
in his coach.
Drying long letter by the fire, holding it
neSligently in one hand behind you, whilst
you are conversing with a;friend in the room,
turning ronnd and perceivng it to be in
flames.
Wishing to wake early TO be in time for the
coach--waking, and upon looking
at your watch discovering that you had not
wound it up.
Dreaming that you had wings, and waking |
with fit of the gout. aai
Endeavoring to make violent love under
the table, and pressing the wrong foot.
Going with party of pleasure on the wa
ter; while in the act of handing lady into
the beat, your feot slips and you tumble in
up to- your neck, dragging the affrighted fair
one after you.