Monongalia mirror. [volume] (Morgantown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1855, 1852-08-14

power to win my love. But, from the
moment | saw you, no longer had
control over my affections. They flew
to you like bird to its mute. You
cannot but have observed, in all our
recent meetings, that | regarded you
with more than a common interest,
and I have permitted myself to be.
lieve that you read the language Of
my eyes, and understood its meaning.
You did not turn from me; you did
not look coldly on me. Have | erred
in believing that your heart respond.
ed to the warm emotions ofmy own?
I trust not. If it be SO, then am of
all men most miserable. ! will wait,
with trembling and impatient hope,
your answer to this.
Tendcrly and faithfully, yours,
ANDREW CAvENDER."
"Now, Jenny dear, what do you
think Of that :" said Kate gaily, as she
folded up herletter. Haven't l made
u real conquest y
Andy Cavcnder! Well, that beats
everything" y
"None ofyour country maidens for
him." laughed Kate. "He must have
a city belle"
"Coun,ry maidels! He's made
love to every good-looking maiden
within ton miles round"
"He"
ayes. There's no counting the
hearts lie has broken"
"Did no ever make love to you 7"
"Oh, certainly" replied Jenny,
gaily.
"In real earnest 7"
"Ah, now you come to point
Perhaps you've not heard that Andy
is our village tlirtl"
"a tlirt, indcd. And SO l am to
become one oflis victims. Odear"
al don't know as to that. l more
than half suspect him to be in earnest
now. In fact, | have heard from more
than one source that lie is desperately
in love with you" ....
",Will he hang himself if I'm mex
orablc 2"
"Thcre's no telling. But what kind
Of an answer are you going to make
f'''' 'aiWal Sti islati If IliilS say ~ ! = :
"oh, that depends oil your feel
ings." ost ra ,...t
Hes regular tiirt you say Z"
al could name you dozen girls at
least, TO whom his attentions have been
of such character as TO make them
believe that his designs were serious.
Two or three were made very unhap-
py when lie turned from them, like
gay insect, to seek another flower"
"Thon he must be punished" said
Kate, resolu,ely;" and be mine the
task To lay the smarting lash upon his
shoulders. Fort the man who delibe.
rately lriAcs with a woman's feelings.
l have no pity. He has been the cause
of pain beyond what it is possible for
himself to feel; and, if l can reach
his sensibililies III any way, you may
be sure that will do it with hearty
good will"
81 do not like the thought Of giving
pain, even to reptile" said Jenny.
pain is salutary in most cases;
and will be particularly so in this,
hope. He will have some idea OF
how it feels, as the woman said when
she raped her boy over the head.wlth
stick for striking his sister,"
1t was as Jenny supposed, and as
we intima,ed i'll the beginning. Andy
Cavendcr was really and truly over
head and cars in love with Kate Ar
clor, and every line Of his amatory
epistle was from his heart. Two or
three letters were written and destroy
cd before he produced one exactly to
his mind, and this he finally despatch-
ed in full confidence that, as it came
from his heart, it must reach the heart
of the lovely maiden. ., .sl.iq
Two days went by, and no answer
was received by the enamored swain.
He began to feel anxious. On the
third day, a neat little pcrfumed Gu
velope came into his hands, which, on
opening, he found to contain a pink,
perfumcd, sa,in.edgcd sheet Of note
paper, on which were u few lines most
deliberately written. They were as
follows: St2'
"NIy Dear Sn:-Your letter, con
tanning most flattcring avowal ofrc-
gard for one who is comparatively, q
stranger has boen received. Its q,
fccts | will not attempt to describe
nor will ], at this time, venture to put
in written language what | feel. 10,
morrow evening will spend at Mrs
T-'s. May hope to see you
there Yours, @c.,
KATE.
Andy was in ccstacies ut this answer
to his opistle. Its meaning to him was
as plain as if Kate had said, .Dear
Andrew, my heart is yours.
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