Wisconsin herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1846-1849, 1847-07-10
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Bessie must 90 to work." :.
eyes, yes, Bessie must so TO work! =
echoed the miller.
And SO they kept on shaking their
heads and apostrophizing, from week
10 week, from month to month, from
year to year. But one glance from
Bessie's roguish eye would destroy all
the grave lectures which Goodman
Bell had treasured up during his days
work as reproofs for her giddiness-
and the wheel of the old lady never
flew round and round so swiftly as
when she was listening to ono of Bes-
sizes merry songs. And thus smoothly
passed the life of the miller's only
daughter until her seventeenth year,
1.-The though,ess day, the easy night
The spirits pure, the slumblers light"
making the innocence and gladness OF
her heart.
Plenty of lovers had Bessie-caus-
ing no small share of envy from the
more wealthy and accomplished vii
lage belles-for their brothers-their
cousins, even their beaux from the
city, all alike, seemed perfectly fas-
cinated by the charms of the little
maid
Never was miller more prosper
Gus than Goodman Believer was SO
much grist brought to one mill-nev,
or clapper kept SO busy! The little
boys, poor fellows, could scarcely ever
mount the meal sack and ride old
Dobbin to milI-and why? Why be.
cause their elder brothers, or some
neighbours tall gawky son sOould car.
ry tie grist themselves-and not only
carry it there, but, bless you, they
would wait and wait. hour after hour.
sauntering around the mill or in the
grove, under pretence Of waiting for
their load, when it was just for glance
a! that bewitching little gypsy, Bessie
Bell!
Now, as Bessie was their only child
and withal so pretty and lively, it is
no wonder the honest miller and bis
wife had formed great expectations fol-
the future. No less quality than q
lawyer, or doctor, perhaps clergy
man, did they look for in a son-in-law
and as he counted over his gains, with
honest pride the good man would ex
claim:
sour daughter will not 60 empty
handed into any mans housew and
the old lady would glance complacent
ly at the crowded clothes-presses fill
ed with snowy linen; and at the large
chest heaped with bed-quilts and blank
cts, all the work Of her own hands, in.
tended as marriage dowry for her
darling Bessie.
In short all went pleasantly and
happilyl under the miller's roof until
that same Love must needs kindIe up
discord and rebellion. | do not won
der that the little god wished to try
his skill upon one as roguish as himself
but then for once he might have lei
:the course of true love run smooth,
and not caused so much disturbance in
the shape of Hal Carey. comely a.
that shape was. Now who was Hal
Carey! No lawyer-no doctor-nc
minister-not even spruce clerk ia
our variety storen He was nobody
just nobody at all-and for love tc
introduce such an one to the affection.
of the miller's bright-eyed daughter
all who read must allow was mos
shabby trick.
Hal Carey belonged TO that numer
Gus class of persons who never get W
in the world-not because they have
not industry, honesty, sobriety ant
perseverance--but because Fate like
a mill stone, presses upon their head
and whenever they would rise, sink
them again to the level. The grand
father had been an industrious day la
borer- working from morning til
night. toiIing like slave in the field
and barns of Fairdsle-so had HAP.
father, and so had Hal himself; bu
there was certain shrewdness and tai
ent about the latter which his progeni.
tors did not possess--and many know
ing ones in the village prognosticated
that Hal would be something yet!
/ Goodman Bell often employed Hal
little thinking what a piece of work he
was laying out for himself; and aIthoi
he often glanced at the athletic figure
and fine open countenauce Of hi'
workman, and thought what a noble
looking fellow he was. the simple old
man never once surmised his pretty
daughter might think so too.
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