The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1849-02-27
MISCELLAN
THIS TIME TWO YEARS.

Blu, mortal pleasure = hat thou in soohl
The tor-cni's smoothness. ere it dash below
so thcn-this is the last evening VIC shall ever
spend in this poor old room said Mr.. Faulkner.
with half sor:ovful glance round the wainscot-
ed walls Of the o,d-fashioned parlor in which he
WAC sitting with his family, at The close Of fine
March day, the bracing air of which was still cold
enough 10 make the bright blazing hearth a
pleasant and cheering sight. as they drew round
it, when the shutters we're closed, and the curtains
dropt for the night
We'll, girls you will be content at last Go,
Lucy, ard let me hear the instrument again,
where it TOW stands. ! doubt whether it will ever
sound swectcr to me than il has done III this old
parlor.'
'Whv, papa yon look at us quite rcproaclifu-
" exclaimed the pretty Lucy. jumping up TO
obey her fathers requi-ition. and rs she did So
putting her arms 4 bout his neck, and kissing him
with coaxing fondness.
'You know. papa. you love music dearly, and
this room is SO low, and 50 nI.favorablc for onr
beautiful instrument; and Bosmond's voice will
sound twice as well where there IS space 10 throw
| il ont and even Mds.er Edr,uad there .
but he is quite cnncei,ed enough of himself and
| his flute, so l shall : nothing about him l
know mamma will be delighted, though she sits
and saws nothing
| Dent take any notice of her fippant speeches
| mothern Joined in the vJung OXonian, who had
looked up from his book, smiling at the attack of
his lovely sister. She sets her own Impotence
for change all to the score Of Rosys voice and my
flute playing, whereas the rcul object is a fine
field for the triumph of her brilliant finger,
wasn't that the epithet, Lucy, Sir Charles Mer
idith applied to it the other evening"
Well well = said Mrs. Faulkner, with slight
shake of the head, as she went on quietly with
her everlasting carpet-work, i shall be pleased
T.. -l,~t l,, and FMS
ed, and hear my chdren's voices and our fine
instrument 10 greater advantage than is now pos
shle; Tut / have no love for change, and the
noise and hustle of work-peope; ihen-as youi
father says and she looked up for moment
with glistenng eyes into her husbands face-'wG
hare been very happy in this poor old -oom.'
so VIC have mamma rhalf whispered the dove
eyed Rosomond, cdgng closer to her mother, a:
she sa; beside her; very, very happy and L an
half sorry now. How well the old bad
wainscotting sets eff grandpapa's picture there
in its beautiful, carved frame
.Verv fine, ladies! l shall have you presently
petitioning that the old room may remain invio.
late after all, and for my part
oh. no, no. papa broke in his more volatile
daughter; that's only one OF Rosy's sentimental
tiles and love of the antge, and the pictorial and
all that sort of thing-shell be as glad of the al
teration; rs for Edmund
Speak for yourself, Miss Lucy inter
rlpteG her brother. THE fact IS, SIR Lucy
is dying to give dances az well as musical
evenings, and as that is out Of the question
iu rooms Of ;hese dimensions--
Wei! if am. Mister Malpert You vii
he quite ready 10 profit by my projects
Didai YOU say, only yesterday, when you
whi>ked me round the room in lEa' rude way
-u.in'. you say but now, deal
-apa as Edmund has hinteG at the ihing
supp Sc YOU were to promise we should oper
the lew room with something gay and beau.
in; let me sect will Lot do This year,
kuow; bu, b. this time lwelvemonth-ay
that's just the thing My grave elder SIS
ter then will be twenty next 10th Of April
The merry girl made asudden pause II