Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1851-08-08

life, Miss Fanny.
Fanny Fannyl love you'll cried {
Colonel Roland wildly.
i thought so, old hoss,' said John, (
winking atthe doctor.
Where is the ice, Fanny Come with
your cool hands, oh, comet '
Now you talking prime observed the
sooty attendant. Just let dat cat lee {
tie fnrder out de wallet, will you1
'Fanny-Fanny come, oh, come 7
You sights the widder-iosh thought
I was the widder had turned masters
head-she's enough to make il quake
my powersl
The doctor hovered about the bed as
only doctors can, and nodded approving
ly at his friend the colonel, and was as
bland and pleasant as May morning,
under any circumstances.
is this DR.. Smith, or is it Mrs. Bran
ders' cried Colonel Roland, looking Wild
| ly at the doctor, who, to his unsettled
eye, looked hostile and Brander-like.
DO you not know me, colonel Pray
think little just let me take this leech
from your temple, If you please
Very well. sir said our hero do as
you like-but Mrs. Brander is not to
come into this room-do you hear, John?
Nor into my part of this house, on any
errand whatever-do you understand,
John ?
Exactly, SIR said the negro, bowing;
she's to be kept off. sir-Iike pointer
from partridge. sir,-exactly, SIR
Il A little tap was heard at the door-and
John officiously bowed in Miss Fanny's
maid, with the large earrings who came
J with Miss Vane's compliments, and
} pineapple nicely iced, and to know how
the colonel was.
Masters very bad-very bad indeed,
: Miss Julie said John, relieving her of
: the pineapple, and seeing her safe across
! the passage. e
Miss Fanny's very uneasy about him.
] said Julie TO John, who was most ar
: dent and devoted admirer of hers.
Fl Yes, Miss-I understand it ALL You
: can tell Miss Fanny dat he is in good
2 hands-I may say de best of hands, Miss
] Julie-between myself and DR.. Smith.
But we has MT brought him over yet,
n Miss Julie ; you know master is not a
!, easy man brought over no time and he
is monstrous reluctant to talk sensible
: with me and Dr. Smith. He's wuss than
: young colt to hold, Of times-but gen
! Itly-gently-says the doctor to me, be-
= : fore collars him. you see, Miss Julie.
= Thank you. Mr.. Steptoe.' said Julie
T for that was Johns name in certain cir
:, cles, where he was brilliant and shi-
!, . ming light. m gU
DIR. Smith, whowas going and coming
a at all lhours-accidently encountered Mrs
- Brander in the hall. Dr. Smith was a
;r bland, pleasant. courtly. physician, and
: phaanthropist; and Mrs. Brander, as We
70 all know, the sweetest, and most irresis,
. table of widows. The, Doctor was wild
: over, with FIVE little responsibilities.
~ Of course, Mrs. Brander dearly loveC
n children-and she informed the gentle
NJ man, with tears ia her eyes, that she ha,
a. lost her dear little twins, inst as they be
r. began to totter about, and lisp mama. =
.;r This moved the doctor, for he had thre,
ad at that most interesting age.
ce 'Oh how should love them, cried tn
o- widow, and made fcint of catching tn
ed words ere they passed her lips, and the
,at blushed, &c. Mrs. Brander was neve
M caught mapping. She was ever on the loo
nd out, for stray widowers, bachelors, and sue
10 lawful game, as chance might throw in he
nd way.
Die 1 declare, locker on might see man
phases of the tender passion at Bloomingdal
he Mrs. Brander and the Doctor, Just begil
md ming to futter about the heart, when the
md met in the hall. Col Roland literally pi
wn ing away. and dying peacemeal, of mou
taehed dandy. Fanny, in tears, but ST
our uncomplaining, and trembling, and hopir
DIV, against hope. sJohn and the incomparab
Julie, on the verge of an engagoment-i
deed, Miss Julie declared that her decisi,
hill depended entirely on Miss Fanny's dispo
mel ton Of the sick Colonel.
had But Fanny, our timid Fanny, was groy
ed. into tyrant. She scarcely spoke to G.
his Roland She tossed her head disdainful
.om dressed charmingly-and faunted wifi
vite ly by her guardian, displaying the inc
hen shoulders and most seornful eyes.
my Every thing went right with our hero
mel but Fanny. she seemed bent on cOquetry.
ave delighted in torturing him-and concent
of ted all the arts of her sex upon that unh;
py man. At last, growing desperate
lght watched his opportunity caught
and hand as she fitted across his path one e.
in ming in her usual tantalizin0 ay.
s. You are rude, sir, said -nny, shrI
un- ging her shoulders, and drawing herself
oout with an air.
4 am sorry you think so-but listen
and me-
hile I am going out to tea
But it Is early-and love you "
Of much
so you have told me-
. all We'll. 7 tell Won again--I am diving