The North-Carolinian. [volume] (Fayetteville [N.C.]) 1839-1861, 1850-04-13

J. A. S.
THE MAIDEN AND MARRIED LIFE
OF MARY POWELL, AFTER
WARDS MRS. MILTON.
[sketched for the Carolinan by c. L. D., from
| work
On my seventeenth birthday, l coul,
have had my fortune told by gypsy, bu
mother objected, just as she had offered t.
tell me the color Of my husbands eyes
Cousin Rose is married to Master Roye,
Agnew; such a young girl married to az
old man! Why he is nearly fifty. Af,c
the wedding, mother went to uncle John.
to try to borrow some money, for iathe
owes five hundred pounds, and knows no
how it will be paid Dick and l mounte.
the ponies for race, and came upon
gentleman with a beautiful! countenance
and lovely eyes and hair. He smiled an,
stroked Clover's name; then gave me some
wild flowers. l said that Adam named
all the animals in Paradise, but Eve the
flowers. He looked smilingIy at me and
said that was ''pretty."
asked Dick who he was, and he said
Mr. Milton, one of fathers creditors.
Next day went to see Rose and found Mr
Milton there. told her had seen him
before. and thought him very pleasant.
She said he was one of the greatest scholars
of our time, and had written some of the
most beautiful verses you ever heard.
After some conversation with him about
poetry and rOmances, we started for home,
and Dick gave him an invitation to come
and see US. Mr. Milton and Mr. Agnew
dined with us the next day, and that night
l had heavenly dream about moonlight
| walks. Strange things are dreams.
l have seen Mr. Milton very often late
ly. really believe he likes me, but mo
thrr don't like him. Ralph Hewlett i,
lodging about as usual, but guess have
sense enough to prefer Mr. MiIton's com.
pany to his. Father called me to him and
putting his arm around my waist, told me
that a we'll esteemed gentleman asked ac-
cess to the house to try and win my love.
of course tainted at this intelligence, but
soon came to enough to ask who it was.
Father said ''gucss.'' | replied very soft
", 81 cannot,'' and with this tale the
blood rushed to my checks. Well, said
father, it is Mr. Milton. Now what will
mother SAY when she comes.
Mr. Milton is at our house to dinner.
hate to go down, but still | want to see
him. After dinner went to the fish h-ponds
"Hc WAS Sooi DIT NY SItes anu Dcloic we
returned to the house, had promised to
be his. | feel quite vain to think have
won fine a aentieman-look oftener IN
the glass than usual. All
yonder comes Mr. Milton! and then for the
hawthorn hedge, and tender words about
rural and domestic lite-'tis So pleasant to
hear him converse. Why who would have
thought it! he is thirty five! Really he
looks young. and thirty-6ve Is not old.
went to see Rose, and MIR Milton had told
her all, and he even kissed me before her.
How provoking to be teased so! But then
he calls me sweet MulI.
Mother is come-did not get the money.
and father told her Mr. Milton had got my
consent to marry him, which made her very
mad; and she said should not have him.
But after a while she began to get over it,
and talked more reasonably.
After dinner, in came Mr. Milton and
kissed mothers hand very affectionately;
but she shrinkingIy withdrew it, and re-
sumed her sewing. So Mr. Milton and
had some private conversation about our
wedding. Mother has given me green
satin gown and great many other things;
and keeps me constantly in the kitchen at
tending to the pastry.
At last comes the wedding day. and Rose
is going to pack my things. l feel sad.
but must not let the guests see it, for am
going to live in London. i
Well, home at last, what dull looking
room-every thing looks ant:quated-the
only opening is to the church-yard. What
would mother say Of his bringing me to
such place. But this is London. MIR
Millions father welcomed US home. and
told me he did not blame John for marry
ing me, was SO pretty!
Mr. Milton has been very kind. showing
me the sights Of this great place. But |
am tired of London, and often think Of
home. We have company sometimes to
dine and to tea, and then the time is not
quite SO dull.
MIR Milton wants me to sing and plav
on the lutte, cut told him did not love
it. Then he said "Sir Thomas Moore's
wife learnt to play. solely to please her
husband Nay" said |, '.dont tell me
OF Ihomas Moere's wife, when am the
wife of JOHN Milton. -
Ralph Hewlett come to see me, and told
father that looked bad and pale; SO Dick
persuaded them to let him come for me.
Mr. Milton looked hurt, and said he did not
want he to 80, as had been only month