The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1852-03-24
From Peterson's Magazine for March
81 KNOW IT."
BY E. va pEwEEs" "

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wore long tailed coat and boots, Ito which
appurtenance of spurs was generally ad.
ded) moustacbe was quite visible upon
my upper lip, and consciousness OF ripe
maturity never left my mind. was study
ing for the legal profession, but at the time
of which write, was spending the sum-
mer vacation'at my fathers house in the
country.
Though so manly. (almost soldier.like,
as fancied Yin my appearance, my inner
was by no means so stern as my outer
man. loved my mother with childish ten
derness, and sooner than pain her pious
heart, unmurmuringly accompanied her
every Sunday to the village church, TO lis.
ten to long sermons Of which could not
hear word, for the tremulous accents of
the very aged minister, who conducted the
services, were so faint as 10 be inaudible
where we sat. Though melted by love
and duty to subject myselfto this weekly
pennance, (well deserved by my weekly
sins) my conscience did not prevent me
from Willing away the time by such amuse.
ment as lay at land-that, namely, Of OBJ.
serving and specializing on the coun.
tenances of my neighbors, an occupation
OF which was fond.
The physiognomy which interested me
girl who sat not far from us, and who was
accompanied by an aged lady, probably
fher grandmother-th object of her ever
watchlu care. The girls face. from first
eliciting my careless admiration, gradually
absorbed my whole attention. 1t was very
beautiful, but apart ol that, il possessed the
greatest possible interest for me. Never
had seen a counteaance which denoted
so much sensiblity; eaci, emotion Of her
mind was plainly written upon it, by It's
quick, delicate changes; nothing waswant
ed but the key Of n corresponding degree
Of senAbity in The beholder, to read her
tender innocen, soul like an open book
For hcirs gazed and specuated on that
fair young face thought how sad would
be the lot of so sensitive being should
! fate unite her TO one who would not know
how to read Alright what was so delcately
wri'tnn--to whom the varying expression
of that sweet cOuntrnance would be but a
blank -who should be able TO see in it only
its coarser part beauty Feature. There
was no end to the reveries into which those
swift coming bushes led me.
Sometimes, by chance, the fair object of
my busy lancies would catch my eye, or,
without looking at me, seem to know or
feel that was gazing at her, and | wick
edly delighted in noting the blush which
deepened on her cheek till | withdrew my
eyes. -
One Sunday. happened, in coming out
Of church. 10 be close to my love y neigh
bor-immediately behind her-my hand
actually touched her unconscious gar
menis Ielran Irresistible desFe to force
her in some way 10 notice me--to speak
TO her-to occasion one of those charming
bushes -anything-rl knew not what In
short, like an impertin6nt coXcomb as |
was, stopped forward, and with an in
sufferable insolence, (which | blush nowto
remember. | whispered in her ear: #
"You are very preityl" '
Never was more surprised, than when
she calmly replied,
al Know it''
was absolutely startled Thad expec-
ted silent, conscious blush-an indig-
nant glance, anything rather than this
cool, 81 know i'll" 's.f
: was puzzled, but had plenty of time to
| 81 ~ nd fn in Iot,y
days returned to College. | can truly
say it was the one problem, which through
out the term, gave me mosttrouble to solve
and cost me most thought "
Another year elapsed ere returned
home, and again sat in the little village
church. My personal appearance was,
meanwhile somewhat altered still wore
my moustache, it is true, but my coat-tails
were not, or did not seem quite so long,
and had left off my spurs.
My mother and | were early seated in
our pew, and impatiently waited for the
arrival Of my lovely enigma. | tried to
prepare myself for disappointment. 81
have been thinkinga and dreaming abous an
IDEAL" said to myself-"doublless when
the young lady herself appears all my fine
imaginings will vanish--there can be no
doubt my fancy lass has been playing
tricks with me. investing a mere country
maiden with etranscentlant graces and
charns!' While | twas reasoning thus
with myself, the young lady ,appeareds
|leadinghe oldlrelative with tender care.
/ Worshippidg an .sideal," "indsed! My
lInost charming fenenibrance did not be.
lgin to do justice to the beautiful reality A
soul full oftenderness and sensiblity seem
led 10 have found q fitting home in a peir-
son and lace Of perfect foveliness and
lgrace. X ~ " ~ q :, s, n Y: M
SIZE. .Dlushed When looking round, she
|phanced to see me, and again the play d
Iexpression o., her featdfes which had So
Iinferssisd Tie 'iofmerIy, charmed me j,
The more l studied hef face the more !
lseemed 70 see into the pure depths of'hel