The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1849-04-06

like style about it,
'WhO cares for style = said Louisa. con-
temptuously, nobody but city folks. who
coycrther faces with hair till they look Xix 10
monkeys, cramp UP their feet squeeze their
lnSdeS out, Tie hump Of cotton wool upon
their bcckS, and then, because is fashiona-
BILE, think they look first rate, and really de-
SpiSe lady from the country, who has Suf-
ticicnt independence TO wear what best be-
comes her, without regard to the fashions
Convinced how vain ncr attempts at mo.
dernizing were, Emily cast an angry lock al
her, ana LETT the room, shutting the door vi
olent'y.
81 do bellevue, dear untle,' said Louisa,
as she encountered him in the garden, that
Emily is snlicieptly punished. She is resl.
~ very unhappy at my obsinacy, aud my
heart aches with pity, even while Torment
her. | have forgiven her thousand times
for the tew tears her thoughtless remarks
occasioned me.'
Il appreciate the generosity Of your mo-
tives,' replied her uncle, 'but this fault has
gained too strong a hold upon Emily, to be
easily overcome. If can but reclaim her
from the influence Of those silly Wilmots
shall be satisfied. know tits painful 70
you. as to me, but ifyou will bear a little
longer, she must come to her senses
In half an hour after this conversation,
Mr.. Howard, Emily and Louisa were start.
Ell on shopping expedition; Emily fully
determined TO recognize none Of her fash
ionabie friends. ifso unfortunate as 10 meet
them; herpOsiiion was very much like that
Of a young child, who sometimes shuts his
eyes, thinking by So doing he screens him.
self from observation.
'Oh, papa!' cried she earnestly. al they
stopped before a spacious and elegant store,
'this is no place for u.s.
'And why not, my daughter? Have
not often heard yor say Won preferred il 10
any in the city-that Mr.. CORTLAND and
clerkSwere eentleman-lke and accommo.
da'ine,-and do you not generally trade
here!'
The fact was, Mr.. Courtland, who was
indeed finished gentleman, had been char
med with the beauty of Emily. not les, than
her well-iilled purse, and always foremost
in welcoming her, had delica,ely bestowed
on her many those flattering attentions, so
pleaaing to the heart Of woman.
As the party entered, Emily SUNK behind
her father; but Louisa pulled ner sleeve,
saying,
'Only look, dear cousin Emily! what lots
cfpretty things! Not much like the stores
pwhere live, can tell you why, there
they have pork. cheese, corn, molasses, and
Goldfish, besides their calicoes. tapes,
needles, and what not; don't they uncle
Charles? But this is much prettier way,
all calicoes aud fnrbelows. What an lie.
CANT lamp well, | never! aud she closely
Inspected the chandeler-why. - /. really
worth twdnty-tive cents, to come here, If
it's only TO look at the pretty things.'
Good evening, Miss Howard said Mr..
CORTLAND, bowing politely, and affecting
not to note her embarrassment: arc there
any goods that can show you this even
ingN
'No, she don't want any, replied Louisa
stepping forward, 'but I'd like tobuy anew
gown
The remarks Of a country rustic were not
entirely new TO the dealer, and eypcrienc c
had taught self command so without chan.
ging countenance, though he secretly won.
derel that the fashionable Emily Howard
Shonll have 50 vulgar relation, he courte.
ously asked
:What shall | show you madam silks
laines-'
'Calicn, tirst-rate, handsome calico in
terrupted Louisa.
q would like to look at your nice prints
chimed in the affected Voice of faShona-
bly, attireh young lady, languishingly seat.
ing herself on stool by the side OF Louisa,
AMI ungloving her delicate hand.
The prints were produced, with the usual
commentator the shop-kespcrS, such as
new styles. elegant patterns, fast co!ors. uu-
exccptionable prints, Sc, addressed alter
na'cly to the two inspectors.
'Prints printsD said Louisa; Il asked
for Calico
This is the article madam gyavely re-
piled Mr.. Courtland.
Well, that's funny uamc for calico !:
but these are not half lively enough; why
they look like an old faded wash gown. and
would do better for my grandmother, than
for a young girl like me. like your real
dashy calico, or prints a. you callum.'
The young lady casta scornfullook upon
the speaker, and gathered her wide spread,
costly garments about her, as if she feared
contamination.
'Look here, cousin Emily continued
Louisa. do tell me what to buy.'
Assist your cousin in a choice said Mr..
Howard; and Emily, who had purpossly
kept at distance, was forced to approach.
At the sound Of Mr.. Towards voice, the
lady on the stool had raised her eyes, and
Immediately discovered her 10 be the be.
fore mentioned Mr.. Wilmot's eldest daush-
ter, and one of her particular friends
With formal bow for Mr. Howard, and n
chilling smile for Emily, she turned TO Mr..
Comt!and With see nothing that quite
pioaSes me- aud then minced out Of the
store.
80 look Emilyr said Louisa, following
her with her eyes; 'what wilde-waddle
piece Of work that girl makes of walking.
why, Lonisa,' said Mr.. Howard, Smil-
ing, shat is what they call graceful
'Jnst about as graceful as our old ducks.
You city folks know nothing Of grace.
only wish you could see Mary Lee, the
milk maid, trip along; that's all grace.
grace without perfectly HGlrdi too
But II will not do for me to be- thus min.
ute, lest might weary my readers, Each
succeeding day brought new trials AMI NOR
,ilicatious 10 Emily, and it appeared to her
ms if her fathers house had never been so
,honged with the fashion Of the city.
Sir Edward Walton spent much time
with them, and it was rumored that he was
paying his addresses TO Miss Howard In
vain did shc lool; for tho con frmni;on nf tho