The mountain sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1844-1853, 1849-08-30

youfseii openly as the author, or | will |
post you at every corner!'
BE calm, pray be calm--we'll settle it |
all in moment said Mr.. Lille, pale and
trenloling--'I am really sorry that your
first essay should have been so unsuccess-
full
My first essay!' interrupted Harry,
Indignantly. i am not to be trifed with
no sir will expose you at once-it is
you who shall bear the ridcule, not met
and Harry rushed to the door.
'Stop-stop-my dear young FRIEND
cried Mr. Lille, catching his arm-'listen
a moment; for heavens sake don't expose
me, 1t will be my ruin. | will give you
anything you ask if you will only spare
me-you shall have money
'Noney! Can money rtplir the dis
grace you have heaped upon me-talll of
money to man who feels his future hopes
bIasted!' exclaimed Harry; scornfully,
Sir, there is but one way to save your
reputation
And what is that, dear sir?' eagerly
desanded the author.
aSGive me the hand of your daughter
se replied, firmly.
MY daughter, Mr.. Warren-why you
astonish me'-and Mr.. Lille paused and
pondered, bit his lips ard rubbed his eye
brows. why bless my soul, MIR. War
ren, May is but child
No matter was the answer, swill YOU
or wiz you not accept my proposition!'
VIII not five hundred dollars, Mr..
WaEen-'
.No--nor five hundred thousand dol
lars
We'll, Mr.. Warren, only don't expose
NE; only pledge your word of hcnor
that my secret shall be inviolate, and May
is YOURS
Harry calmed down wonderfully quick
considering he had been In such--a passion,
and very obIidgingly made all the pledges
TO his father-in-law that was to be requl-
red.
But there is one thing, MIR. Warren.
which must leave-to your generosity
said Mr.. Lille. May is my ONLY, and a
motherless child-if this arrangement
should be repugnant to her feelings, | trust
you will not p.e5s your claim-we may,
| perhaps, find some other way to adjust
this Iltle difficulty. | will call May down,
and we may as well know at once what
/ her feelings are.
| Harry coughed, and walked to the win
! dow To conceal a smile, feeling at the same
time more respect for Mr.. Lille for this
last clause in favor OF his child, lhln he
! thought him capable OF inspiring.
One glance at the happy countenance of
her lover informed May the day was theirs.
/ And SO she Immediately took q great
many airs upon herself-pouted her pretty
/ lips, and protested she thought it really ab-
! surd the idea of marrying a man who had
made himself SO ridiculous-she dotted on
poets, that she was willing TO allow-but
not such d conceited fellow as wrote that
poem-she knew.
Harry meanwhile whistled Rory o.
More and walked the room with an air
as much as to say, 1t is perfectly inditfer
ent to me, Miss, which ever way you de
eide
But, foolish child whispered her ia
ther, the poem is nei2e!'
I ours, dear papa-oh, that alters, tht
case-then you wrote that Sup
.Hush--hush, May. rhe public ar
fools, and canno, appreciate true genius
the poem is a good poem
Il think it has point, papa
Yes, and if those stupid ignoramuse
had not made such an ouicry, they woult
have seen that it terminates most felici
tiously.'
'True, papa-one certainly could no
wish for happier termination
But you see, May, | have particulh
reasons that | do not wish to be known a
the author-and this poor young man feel
: ing Much chafed by the treatment he ha
Ieceived, land which is perfectly nature
you know
Certainly, papa-the schoolmaster
very sensitive. Mercy, if you only kne'
Nv ell, no matter now-and feeling as
, said greatly incensed, he threatens to ez
pose me: You can save me, May-you
! hand will make all secure
Very well, dear papa-Mr. Ware
: has always been kind to me at school, an
like him very well-I do, papa, and so t
oblige you will do as you wish, said tn
arch maiden.
Taking her hand, her father now lie
her up to Harry, and placed it within ths
: OF the enraptured lover. And May, droE
ping little courtesy, very gravely assure
him that she would endeavor TO make q
obedient wife as she had been pupil.
Madam Runor is prying gossip. Ho'
1 she found out the secret was never know
T but away she went gadding from houa
| to house, whispering that the schoolmast