The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-09-19

old Doctors, but The JnOre golden ones oi
young lades-and she really smiled upon me
quite favorably after this.
In conversation with Ernest, one very
doll, stupid morning. when Ernestine had a
headache and would lot be seen, inquired
into his state OF mind after short prelude
on the benefits of confidence in ones friends,
| was Ito MYSELF singularly impressive and
eloquent, but Ernest seemed little cool IN
der for he only answered.
'Pshaw! If one has grievances lei him
keep them 10 himself, girls and babies may
tell their ills and discomffures, but mankind
had better keep them quiet for ones so
called friends are apt TO drop off when one
grows querulous. He looked quite disturb
ed for some minutes and then smiIingly
spoke of Ernestine. She has improved won
deIiully,' SAID he:
The fountain may not fail the less
Whose sands are golden ore,
And a sister for her loneliness
May not be loved the more;
But as the fount's full heart beneath
Those golden sparkles shine,
My sisters beauty seems TO breathe
Its brightness over mine !
'Over your beauty, or your heart noble
contradict
liver my heart, obtuse youth. Do you
not observe how beautifully The comparison
But as the founts full heart beneath
'Excellenlly said, Sir Ernest; what you
do not carry by argument you will by arms;
you had better settAin some oil our new pos
sessions, bu, wherever you are, there will
you he Invaluable
And we parted.
Iva 70 IF 1oI;, 10
ness at the house which Ernestine blessed
with her presence, for quite as long Time AS
seemed TO me proper, announced my inten-
| lion oflearng, one morning, after breakfast,
time says Mrs. Norton, universally agreed
upon for making disagrceable communica-
lions. received all kind assurances that
this would be very disagreeable, but the mir
ror OF my fate was Ernestine's face, into
which | looked for some symptom of inter-
est She was busy siraining the Gregs of
her coffee, and started up quite suddenly 10
ask me 10 walk in The garden with her.
did not refuse.
Have you found out what has happened
10 Ernes. 2 said she, as her white dress fit
ted before me down narrow walk.
Not at all he rejects all attempts at pro-
hing.-Have you tried HING
90 yes, unsuccessfnlly, Mamma says he
is dyspeplc and needs arrow root. Papa
says he's in debt and you say he's in love-
Which, which, shall believe =
Believe me said /, and believe me when
say. Beautiful Ernesiine!-'
OF course believe every one who says
beautiful Ernest;ne. therefore consider your
self believed, and now MIR. farewell If
you would prosper in life, start when the sun
is not yet high, especially for a pedestrian
TOUR Remember your promise to send me
some views Of our beautiful river, and re-
member you are welcome here as The friend
OF father and mother, Ernest and Ernestne'
| Thus she sienced me, thus she left me, and
ran into the house and there stood with
bright morning sun. full in my face, for
don't know how long.
| had learned abroad 10 admire American
scenery, and had determined TO follow the
Connecticut as | had the Rhine, and enrich
my sketch book as went along; so in fur
therance of this plan nov went IT. to bid
Mrs. Stuart good bye, make my bow 10 the
old gentlemen, and say parting word 10
Ernest. The latter walked short distance
with me.
Now, my good fellow SAID 1. you are in
love and don't choose 10 tell of it. | am in
the same situation and intend to make it
known. ] acknowledge myself eniirely cap
tivated by Ernesine, and if she would have
allowed it should have told her so, Now is
she interested elsewhere thai you know, is
she prejudjced against me, thai you know
speak or die y
Ernest tapped his boot wit his walking stick.
AS for the first proposition il is ID very in
sane one. As for your second, can but ad-
mire your taste.-Ernesiinei is a magnificent
creature, she is not in love. unless with you.
She is not easily won, bat you can win her
-oi course my influence is in your fayer.'
Spoken worthy of the speaker, The spoken
Of, the spoken 10! Farewell! Coo bless
you.'
And we parted once more.
had walked over hill and dale for several
days, had ske.ched some but dreamed more.
My sketch book was every where penciIled
with female face, sadly unsuccessful at
temps at Ernesiine. At last l threw around
one, some little shadow of herself as re-
membered her. That leaf was carefully
guarded.
l was one day sauntering along, rather
fatgued, and thinking | would stop several
days in the neighborhood, if could find a
hamlet where could be entertained, when
the rumbling of a carriage ofsome sort reach
cd my ears.
was on lonely road and had seen no race
Of habitation, therefore | was little sur
prised-so suddenly had this vehicle come in
on the road was then Gu, that had hardly
time 10 turn, when the rider spoke to me.
'Holloo, Mister, you wasn't waniin TO ride
was ye 2 i knew IT, knew it! that yam
kee twang, mine own vernacular the gut
teral German had not obliterated il. The
soft sigh of the Spaniard, the palios of the
French. had not caused one nasal intona-
ton OF it TO become indistinct, l turned and
looked at the speaker.