The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-05-10

with them. But it is something cannot
expiain-something | have always felt
that they could never feel as do. think as
| do, or take an interest in the things de-
light In, or understand me-
This Is indeed most wonderful con-
fesslon and concession for YOU to make
answered Edgar, In rallying tone. i
have some hopes of you yet. Let you
but be assured by experience, that there
are as polished gentlemen among mechan-
les as among other classes, and your un-
founded prejudices viii all vanish. And
L know OF no one that would more effec-
tually dispel them, than a friend of mine
cabinet maker. You have heard me speak
of Clinton Courtland!'
20 yes, often: but never heard you re-
veal aught of his history
! No, ALA, becaus you never evinced any
interest in it. And though he has, even of
late, himself labored with his own work
men, opulent and independent as he is;
yet | fancy you could not ever designate
him from the P roud patrician.'
| You give me very little credit for nv
powers of discrimination and my judg-
ment,' the maiden replied, with a curl of
her pretty lip, and added:-.But could
look on his Drowned brow, and large black
| hands, and,
Clinton Coutland's forhead is as fair,
and his hands as white, and almost as small
as yours, sis; and all his manner nd per-
son Is in keeping. He might look for
/ higher alliance than the fastidous and fash
ionable sister of Edgar Emerson
And | am perfectly willing he should
/ was the half-contemptous response-and
I yet despite her seeming indifference, she
betrayed more interest than she was aware
/ OF. but were he the possessor OF mil
lions, and should lay that, and heart, and
hand, at my feet, would reject all
Even, Ala, if you loved him-f he
were dearer to you than Life, would YOU
let these false prejudices wind around Your
happiness their palsying pail of death!-
Nay, sis, you would not
and, as | never intend 10 fall in love
with your ge,attema,aIy mechanic, we
| viii waste no more words upon the sub
ject: unless, indeed, she resumed with an
ironical smile, you have promised my
hand to him.
Give yourself no uneasiness on that
point, Ala; rather think it VIII never be
sought. He is at present waiting on
Miss Morton, the daughter of millionare
merchant of his native city
What fooIr CALCULATED Ala, ere she
was aware the words had passed his lips.
Which do you mean, sis, the lady or
the gentleman!' was the quiet qestion.
| 4 viii not tell you, Edgar you know
well enough to which | allude.'
We'll, if you mean Mr.. Courtland, he
moves in the first society in New York
His talents, his energy and elegance. have
placed him there, without any regard TO
u opulence or occupation
ALA was thoughtful, and Edgar contin-
ued-'1et he perhaps owes some of
this to his lofty cousin, Lawrence Court
land, the gentleman and the scholar whose
influence Is felt IN every throb of the city.
WAS it not Lawrence and Clinton
Courtland you expected to visit you last
winter, which the iIl-health of one of them
prevented" And Alias anxiety was ap-
parent. She was thinking of Lawrence.
The same: and expect to meet with
them this summer at the Southern Springs,
whittier | shall escort you and your cous-
E IN; and then | VIII see whether you can
tell which is the mechanic, and which is
the gentleman
Il do not think that would be at all diff
cult. | could tell them IN an instant.
kaotc | could
I'VE will see,'-and the young man
smiled.-sAnd though without describing
their persons very mlnutely, L VIII give
you little insight into their history; that
is, if cousin Catharine viii permit, and he
glanced. as he spoke, at pale lovely girl,
who, reclining upon the cushions OF a rich
sofa, held book In her hand, and gazing
on Its pages, listened TO the preceding con-
versation. Rising from her seat, she sal
down by Edgar and his sister In the flow
er-perfumed recess, and sald:-
Il am sure 1 should like to hear of them;
for already feel quite an smterest-in the
mechanic especially. L suppose | shall
, not be allowed even a glance at his bril-
liant cousin, when the all-attracting ALA
Emerson is by; and if did. it would moi
be returned,' And gay glad smile LIT up
each face. Edgar replied
Now, my opinion is, that neither OF you
!; will tell which is Mr.. Courtland, and
| which is Clinton; and very likely shall
find you, Catharine, bestowing your sweet
, est smiles on Lawrence, and ALA trying
, all her wiles and witcheries to win the at
| tentions of the-mechanic.'
Tell me of ii, if you do was the SIS
/ ter's half-petulant rejoinder. But how
: provoking you are-I really thought you