The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1849-02-27

claimed, % yes indeed, papa, we wer,
shockingly crowded last night. That awk
ward Mr.. Sullivan almost pushed me dowr
in The pousseite. I'd rather by half dane,
on the lawn. Do, dear papa, build nict
long room-ihree times rs long as this, anC
away she skinned, humming a iavortC
dance, the whole length OF the drawing room
and back. concluding her pas seal by a pi
| riouetle round her fathers chair, aud q ks:
UPON his forehead before she settled hersei
again at the tambour frame, from which she
had started up TO perform this sudden evolu
ton.
'Well l suppose it must be So said my un'
Gle, smiling upon the dear thoughtless one witt
unutterable iondness-'both IT. the conspiracy
mother and daughter. l have only to ac-
quiesce and submit to have the old house pull
ed about my ears, and all the horrors Of
brick and mortar. Let me see, Lady de Beau
voir If we set this grand work in hand ear
| ly in the ensuing summer, (this is Aptil,) the
addition (as far as masonry goes) may be com
plete before w;nter-and then, allowing the re-
quisite interval for drying before the walls are
hung-and the decorative work begun-the
new room will be habitable by the spring fol-
lowing. Then, if | recolect right, we have
settled that that young lady, presentation shall
take place month before she attains the ma
ture age of seventeen-too soon-too soon but
what can you do with such forward over
grown puss? We have been keeping her
birthday very quiet among ourselves to day
what say YOU to a splendid celebration of her
seventeenth, this time two years in the SPLEEN
did saloon that is 10 be-to be opened for the
ffst time on that occasion.
Lady de Beduvoir smilingly acquesced,
and Rosomond was again at her fathers side
dancing with glad anticipation, as she olapt
her hands, exclaiming, That will do that
Will do, papa (only its long to wait !)-and
the room shall be three times as long as this
shall it not ? and Frank and | will open the
bail together, won't we Frank 2 And draw
ing me with gentle force from the book l was
looking over, Lot reading, she would have
made me the partner of her frolc movements,
but that the stately drawing up Of Lady de
Beauvoir, and her well understood look of dis
appreciation, checked my ready compliance
and her daughters eXuberance Of spirits.
If your cousin is returned from his foreign
travels By that tme,' she observed-C was on
the point of setting out for what was then call
ed the grand tour,) 'of course he will be OF
oar fete, and at some time in the course of the
evening-but you are looking quito pale, love
spirits Of yours, after last nights fatigue, you
ought to he in bed bv this time And my I'M
Gle seeonding Lady de Beauvoir's molten,
Mademoiselle Mignard lit the bed candles, and
with 4 farewell kiss to her parnts, and dear
uncle Faulkner,' and playful nip Of my fin
gers, as she shook hands with me in passing,
the sweet Rosomond left the room with her
goyerness, and from that hour. Dear, dear,
Rosomond Could ] have thought that merry
glance the last should ever see of thee, when,
turning 10 look at me through the half-closed
door, thu playful fancy of the moment was to
make rue smile in despite OF the grave looks
of Lady de Beauvolr
sThe topic of the room was by no means
dropped on Rosomond's departure. In fact,
|. Sn ,Ednund had had under consideration for
sssoobT ftne pSst. the, eYpedieney;of making an
addition e Is .nssfnsioh, and fSSi1g row de-
eide upon it, and made the voluntary
pledge, before mentioned, 10 his darling girl,
he entered with klndling interest into discus
sion of the several plans he had been silently
revolving. Lady de Beauyoir Of course took
her share in the debate, and my fathers opin-
ION was called to counsel; till at last, having
talked over the matter in all its details, my un
Gle and aunt fell insensibly into the one en-
crossing subject on which they were wont 'to
dream by night and mediate by day their
views and projects relative to Rosomond's in
PRODUCTION and future establishment; and by
degrees warmed like Alnaschar, the glass-mer-
chant, by the visionary fruition of their ambi-
tious hopes, they spoke as if the important
birthday. were at hand, ard they were called
on TO decide what favored aspirant might be
first honored with the hand of thei. heiress in
the dance, in possible anticipation Of retaining
it for life.
Dear, dear brother mildly Interrupted my
father, with a smile more in sadness than in
mTth, leave a little to Providence. Recollect
our dear child-for in truth / love her as mine
own-wants vet two years of the time on which
YOU are building such airy fabrics with such
undoubting confidence. How much may oc-
cur in that interval to Change
pray, pray, MIR. Faulkner do not talk II,
that me:hodistcal way $50 very horrid y you
will make me quite nervous exclaimed Lady
de Beauvor, breaking in with less than her
usual amenity on my fathers gentle remon-
STRANGE What should, what can happen
She was going on in the same impatient strain
when Sir Edmund interposed with Well
well, my dear Harry's preaching is all in hi,
vocation, you know, and if it cuts short our
castle building for the time-perhaps we were
getting along little too fast, story upon sto-
rv But remember, Frank Continued my
dear uncle, laying his hand on my shoulder
with kindliness of manner and expression, in
which the better feelings of his nature broke
loose from the cold restraint of worldly cal
culation, let who will take her afterwards,
engage you for my Roses first partner on thai
birthday gala who SO fit as her earliest play
mate and friend-(her friend for life l trust,)
the dear son of my brother? So come you
home finished gentleman from your travels
do you hear, young man ard that reminds
me-what day dc you start henre?
On the very next, l answered; but only
for week, to arrange some preparatory mat
tiers with the travelling friend who was to meet
me in London for that purpose l should re-
turn into the country for some days at least
before my final departure.
In expectation, therefore, of shortly seeing
them again, took no formal leave of my kind
uncle and Lady de Beauvoir and leaving on
" liGht-hearted message for the dear Roso-
mond, set off the next morning, accompanied