The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-03-21

black eye turned slowly in the direction Kitty
moved; but Kitty would not look at him, not
she.-What right had a stranger, and a visitor,
too, to make such very great parade of his
disapprobation? Ifshe did not please him, why
she pleased others, and that was enough, she
would not turn over her finger to gain his good
will So Harry and Kitty never talked togeth-
er; and when he went away, Che never went
till the conversation fairly died out, and the
lamps looked as if about 10 join it,) he bowed
to the old people gracefully and easily, but to
the young lady he found it difficult to bend at
all. Conduct Ike this provoked Kitty Cole
man beyond endurance; and one evening af-
ter the squire and spinster had left her alone,
she sat down and in her spite, sobbed away as
though her little heart would break. Now it
happened that the squire had lent his visitor a
book that evening, which strange enough for
such scholar he had forgotten to take with
him, but Harry rememberedit before it was too
late, and turned upon his heel. lie had gone
out but a moment before, and there was no use
in ringing, 50 he stepped at once into the par
lor.-Poor Kitty sprang 10 her feet at the in
trusion, and crushed with her fingers two tears
that we're Just ready to launch themselves on
the roundcst and roSicst check in the world,
but she might have done better than blind her
self, for her foot touched Aunt Marthas fault
euil, and, in consequence, her forehead the
neck of Rover. 1t is very awkward to be sur
prised IN the luxurious indulgence of tears at
any time and it is trifle more awkward,still to
fail down, and then be raised by the last per-
son in the world you would receive a favor
from. Kitty felt the awkwardness of her sit
uation too much to speak; and, of course, Har-
ry, enemy as he was, could not release her I'M
til he knew whether she was hurt. 1t was GER
tain she was not faint, for the crimson blood
dyed the tips Of her fingers, and Harry's face
Immediately took the same hue, probably from
reflection. Kitty looked down until golden
arc of fringe rested, lovingly on its glowing
ncighbor. and Harry looked down, too, but his
eve rested on Kitty Coleman's face. II soul
and heart are one and the same thing. as some
meiaphvsicians tell us. Harry must now have
discovered the mistake lie once made, for there
vas strange commotion beneath the bodice
of Kitty Coleman; it rose and fell, as nothing
but bounding, throbbinc, frightened heart,
in the widest tumut of excited feeling, could
make it. And then (poor Kitty must have
been hurt and needed suppor) an arm stole
softly around her waist, dark locks mingled
with her sunny ones rs a warm breath swept
over her chcek-and Kitty Coleman hid her
face not in her hands.
Harry forgot his book again that night and
never thought of it until the squire put it in
his hand the next morning; for Harry visited
the squire very early the next morning, and
had private interview; and the good old gen.
tlcman tapped him on the shoulder, and said.
with all my heart" and Aunt Martha looked
as glad as proprety would let her. AS for Kit
ty Coleman, she did not show her face, not
she--for she knew they were taking about
her, the sober old people and the meddling
Harry Gay. But when the arrant mischief
maker had accomplished his object, and was
bounding from the door, there came great
rustling among the rose-bushes, insomuch that
4 shower of bright blossoms descended from
them, and Harry turned a face, trimming
over with joy, TO the fragrant thicket, and
shook down another fragile shower, in seeking
out the cause Of the disturbance. Now, as i'll
lucl, would have it, Kitty Coleman had hidden
away from her enemy in this very ihicket; and
there she was discovered, al confusion, tremb-
ling and painting, and am afraid poor Kit
~ never quite recovered from the effects Of
her fall-for the arm Of Harry Gay seemed
very necessary to her forever after.