The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1850-04-23

the habit of leaving home | learned tc
distinguish the sound of the bell of their
gate, from that Of all the others Of the
quarter; my window on the floor was
always open at the moment heard their
gate unclose, | snatched up some vol
ume, which was often turned upside
down, stationed myself at the window,
as profoundly occupied with m, study.
and thus almost every day, saw for an
instant the lovely girl and this instant
was sufficient to attach me TO her still
more deeply. The elegant simplicity of
her dress her rich dark hair wreathed
around her head and falling in ringlets
on her forehead her slight and grace
ful hgure-her step at once light and
commanding-the fairy foot, that the
care Of guarding the snowy robe render
ed visible, infamed my admiration; while
her digni6ed and composed manner, her
attention to her mother, and the affabil'
ty with which she saluted her interiors,
touched my heart still more. began.
too, to fancy that. limited as we're my
opportunities of attracting her notice, |
was not entirely Indifferent To her. For
example, on leaving home, she usually
crossed to the opposite side Of the street ;
for had she passed close to my windows,
she guessed that, intently occupied as I
chose to appear, could not well raise
my eyes from my book (; then, as she
came near my house, there was always
something to say, in rather louder tone,
as, Take care, mamma; lean heavier
on me do you feel cold I! then rais-
ed my eyes, looked at her, saluted her,
and generally encountered the transient
glance ofmy divinity, who, with blush,
lowered her eyes, and returned my sa>
Lutte The mother, all envcloped in
cloak and hood, saw nothing saw ev-
erything-and surrendered my heart A
slight circumstance augmented my hopes.
had published An Abridgment Of Prac.
tica Philosophy ; it was an extract from
my course of lectures-was successful,
and the edition was sold. My book
seller, aware that had some copies res
naming, came to beg one for a custom
er of his, who was extremely anxious
to get it and he named Mademoiselle
Amelia Belmont. actually blushed
with pleasure and to conceal my EN-.
barrassment, laughingly inquired, what
could girl Of her age want with so Sc
rious book TO read it, sir-doubt.
less replied the bookseller; 'Mademoi-
selle Amelia does not resemble the gen.
erality Of young ladies'; she prefers use.
ful 10 amusing books He then men,
toned the names of several, that he had
la ely sent to her ; and gave me high
opinion Of her taste. From her impa>
tience for your book, added he, Il can
answer for it, that il will be perused with
pleasure. More than ten messages have
been sent; al last promised it for to-
morrow, and beg Of you to enable me
to keep my word. thrilled with joy,
as | gave him the volume, at the idea
that Amelia would read my sentiments,
and that she would learn to know me.
October arrved,and with Tiny fifty vases
of rose-trees, for which, Of course, they made
me pay what they chose and was as de-
lighted TO count them in my room, as a miser
would bis sacks of gold. They all looked
rather languishng, but then it was because
they had not yet reconciled themselves to
the new earth. l read all that was ever
written on the culture of roses, with much
more attention than had formerly read my
old philosophers and ended as wise as
began. perceived that this science, like
all others, has no fixed rules, and that each
vaunts his system, and believes it the best.
One of my gardener authors would have
the rose-trees as much as possible in the open
air; another recommended their being kept
close shut up one ordered constant water
ing another absolutely forbade it. 1t is
thus with the education of man, said /, clos
ing the volume in vexation; always in ex =
/ tremes let us try the medium between these
opposite opinions established good ther-
mometer in my room and, according TO its
! indications, put them outside the windows.
or took them in. You may guess that fifty
vases, to which ] gave this exercise three or
four times day, according to the variations
OF the atmosphere, did not leave mu~h idle
time and this was the occupation of pro-
fessor of philosophy ? All well might they
have taken his chair from him, and sent him
back to school, thousand times more child
ish, than the Youngest OF those pupils, to
whom hurried over the customary routine
of philosophical lessons. My whole mind
was fixed on Amelia, and my rose trees.
The death of the great number of my
eieves, however, soon lightened my labor
more than half of them never struck root.
| flung them into the fire fourth part Of
those that remained, after unfolding some
little leaves, stopped there, Several as
sumed blackish yellow tint, and gave me