Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1852-05-27
Tile. Cousins.

$ Lawyer MOleSWOfUn was rl(
landlord in Cramlev. He had tV
daughters, to whom his pleasant hous
owed its chief attraction. Agnt
e was beautiful woman; Jessy was
pretty girl. The fond father intent
ed that Jessy should marry a poo
relation, one Charles Woodford.- :
: Charlie had been brought up by hi
uncle's kindness, and had recent
returned into the family from a grea
office in London. Charles was to b
! the immediate partner and eyentua
successor to the aourishing busines
of his benefactor, whose regard seem
ed fully justified by the excellen
conduct and remarkable talents 0
the orphan nephew. Agnes, wh'
secretly entertained an affection 70
Charles, was destined by her fathe
for young baronet, who had lately
been much at the house.
But in affairs of. love, as in all 9th
ers, man is born to disappointment
81 hon1ole propose ct Dtele dispose
IS never truer that in the great mat.
ters of matrimony. So fond poor
Mr. Molesworth, who-Jessy having
arrived at the age of eighteen, and
Charles at that of two ar ID twenty,
offered his pretty daughter and the
lucrative partnership to his penniless
relation, and was petrifed d with as
tonishment and indignati on to find
the connection very respectfully and
firmly declined. The y oung man
was very much distressed and agi-
tated; 3he had the highest respe ct for
Miss Jessy, but could not MARI y her
he loved another. And the n he
poured forth confidence as unex-
pected as it was undesired by his in
censed patron, who left him in un-
diminished wrath and increased per-
plexity-
All this had taken place ce immedi-
ately after breakfast: and when the
conference was ended, the provoked
father sought his daughters, who,
happily unconscious Of all that had
occurred, were amusing themself in
their splendid conservatory Ia scene
always becoming as tits agreeable
to youth and beauty. Jessy was
fitting about like a buttera j among
the fragrant orange trees aid bright
geraniums. Agnes was Standing
under a superb fuschido that hung
over alarge marble basin her form
and attitude, her white dr. ress, and
the classical arrangement Of her dark
hair, giving her the look of some
nymph or naiad, a rare relic of Gre
clan art. Jessy was prattling gayly
as she wandered about, Of a concert
she had attended the .ev vening be-
fore.
q hate concerts said the pretty
little hirt; ato sit bolt upright on a
lard bench for four hours, between
the same people without the posi- |
oility of moving or speaking to any
cody, or anybody's getting to us!
D! how tiresome it ISL
I,saw Sir Edmund trying to slide
through the crowd to reach you,"
'aid Agnes, a little archly; 4 his
presence would, perhaps, have n iiti-
gated the evil. But the barricade
vas too complete; he was forced to
'etreat without accomplishing his
'bject."
Eyes / assure you, he thought it
Tery tiresome; he told me SO when
ye were coming out. And then the
nusic!!" pursued Jessy, 4the noise
hat they called so; Sir Edmund says
hat he likes no music except my
,uitar, OF a flute on the water; and |
ike none except our playing on the
rgan and singing Handal on a Sun
ay eyening,or Charles Woodford's
eading Milton, and bits Of Hamlet"
"Do you call that music?" asked
Ignes, laughing. ''And yet, con- I
inued she, sit is most truly SO, with
is rich, Pasta-like voice, and his
ne sense Of sound; and to you, who
o not greatly love it for its sake, {
is, doubtless, pleasure much re-
in kind that of the most l
lrilling Of melodies on the noblest {
lstr ruments. myself have sucha '
tification in hearing that voice q
scite the verses of Homer or Sopho- G
es in the original Greek-Charles /
foodford's readingis music. b
"It is music which neither of you f
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