The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1851-12-31

hear him read ST. Agness Eve / met him
there before the dew was off the grass The
brooklet murmured swectly, and the flowers
smiled, and the little birds twiltered and
rhir?ed away happily-and-I will confess
i'll was happy.
"With his rich, melodious voice be read
that delicious poem, and found that had
never known the half of the beauties it cons
tains. wish you could hear him read it,
Adele, for his voice brings to the surface
every hidden beauty.
When he had finished it, he timidly CLAN.
ced at me-for you know such sweet !hings
leave a something in the heart that makes
one timorous-he timidly glanced a me, and
closed the book. essayed 10 praise the po-
EN- and his voice. but a stammering came
upon my tongue, and felt the blood rush.
ing to my cheeks. And thcn-but will
not tell you how | contrivcd to fly away from
my awkward situation. That night was
obliged 10 report to the band-I am afraid
d, ceived some of them"
2Oth.-Adele shall let you gaze at
my heart ? Can help it ? for / commen-
ced telling you of my wild adventures at
charming, when 10 but wait moment
and will tell you all, my dear and long>tri.
ed friend. Yesterday, as | sat by Henry:
side in The bower, he gave me rosebud
| | IN IN tba taf.,
soul ran ioolshly from my heart to my face
My deep bushes, he said, emboldened him
and he knelt before me and told me tina, he
loved me, and asked me if / could love him
What could do. Adele, frightened as was
bot murmur Yes'-and lay my head upon
his bosom? When heard the beating OF
his noble heart-,hen. If never before, !
knew that loved him. You never did hear
the birds sing as they did then And he
little brook frolicked ever so glcefuly. am
happy need not tell you SO, for you will
know it without. This worid is q hrinhr
one for all that the msan'hropcs say. Igue--
they never sing Tor them, for If they did
they couldn't call HIS earth a mournful
place.
To-night ! have engaged to report to
the band, and what shall do? They do
not dream that the charmer is charmed
must deceive them fer this once, and ] will
pretend To give up after now. Good night.
"2lst.- Adcle-I am alone in my little
room. The music of the little brook is sad
to me now. The birds are all mockng my
poor heart. Adele oh, my Adele mine
eyes wet this sheet, when tell you that |
am very sad. The sun is gone out to me,
and it is SO dark that wish to lean upon
you-will you let me, Adele
But few hours ago, and WAS happier
than my canary bird
This morning Charlie brought me little
note from Henry. Here it is
MARY yesterday, a friend of mine told
me 10 be careful how gave my heart TO
your keeping; for you had been selected by
party ofglrls to win my heart in sport. !
would not, couH not believe hm-whcn he
oilured me a chance 10 hear from YOUR own
ter how-hear YOU say last night TO COM
pany of glddy girls, that you would humble
me after while. fyou knew, Mary. the
poiGnancy OF my grief, you would never a.
gain triile with so sacred thing as heart
leave this place before YOU will receive
this, and you never can know whittier
have gone. IIENRY.'
Need | tell you, Adele, how like stroke
Of lightning this came 10 my heart? l con-
iess to you, with hot tears binding my eyes,
that did wrong in telling the girls wha,
did, but did il to conceal my love for Hen
~. l have been 10 the place where he first
told me he loved me, and everything said
to me-he is gone"
Adele, may I lean upon you? have
lost wealth OF courage and strength within
few hours, anG l wish something 10 lean
poni-something."
laid down the notebook. "Cousin
Adele" said |, "have you hoard nothing
from Henry? -
Nothing"
"And Mary-wherc is she? ?"
She gently took my hand in hers, and with
The other pointed to the sky, and said, with
tear dropping from her eye
DO you understand me ~
Ay-l understood her.