The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1852-09-04
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which the appurtenance of spurs was
generally added) a moustache was quite
visible on my upper lip, and conscious
ness ofripe maturity never left nv mind.
was studying TOR the legal profession,
but at the time of which 1 write, was
spending my summer vacation at my
fathers house in the country.
Though so manly, almost soldier-like,
as fancied) in my appearance, my in
ner was by no means so stern as my outer
man. | loved my mother with childish
tenderness, and sooner than pain her
pious heart, | unmurmuringly accompa-
MED her every Sunday to the village
church to listen 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 to be inaudibir where
we sat. Though melted by love and
duty to subject myself to this weekly
penance, DWELL deserved by my week
" sins) my conscience did not prevent
me from willing away the time by such
amusements as lay at hand-that, name
~, of observing and specializing on the
countenarces of my neighbors, an occu-
patton of which | was fond.
The physiognomy which Interested
me more than all others, was that of
young girl who sat not far from us. and
who was accompanied by an aged lady,
probably her grand mother--the object
OF her ever watchful care. This girls
face, from first elicitlng my careless adj
miration, gradually absorbed my whole
atteation. 1t was very beautiful, but
apart from that. it possessed the greatest
possible interest for me. Never had
seen countenance which denoted SO
much sensibii,y; each emotion of her
mind plainly written upon it, by its
quick delicate changes; nothing was
wanted but the key of a corresponding
degree of sensibility IN the beholder, to
read her tender innocent soul like an
open book.-For hours | gazed, and
specialized on that fair young face-l
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 delicately written,
to whom the varying expression of that
sweet countenancr would be but blank
who should be able to see in it only
its coarser Part-beauty of 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 tancles would catch my eye,
or, without looking at me, seem to know
or feel that | was gazing at her, and |
wictedly delighted in nollng the blush
which deerened on her cheek till
with drew my eyes.
One Sunday, | happened, in coming
out Of church, to be close to my lovely
righbor-immediately behind her-my
hand actually touched her unconscious
garments felt an irresistible desire
10 force her in some way to notice me
20 spe ak to n,e--to occasion one Of
those charming blushes-anything-I
knew not what. In short, like an i'm
pertinc mt coXcomb, as | was, stopped
forward, and with an insulferable inso-
lence, which blush now to remember,
Il whis rered in her ear.
'|oa are very prettyn
Ne yer was more surprised, than
when she calmly replied,
4 now it =
was absolutely startled. had ex-
ptcte Il conscious, silent bl,Sh-an in
dlgn mt glance-anything rather than
this cool, i know it,
| was puzzled, but | had plenty of
time. to turn the matter in my mind, for
in few days | returned to college.
can trul y say it was the one problem,
viii oh throughout the term, gave me
mo It trouble to solve and cost me most
tho ught.
\ another year elapsed ere returned
hoI oe, and again sat in the little villa ge
CHI uch. My personal appearance was, in
the meantime, somewhat altered. | still
wo re my moustache, it is true, but my
Co 4 tail was not, or did not seem quite
so long, and had left of my spurs.
M y mother and were early seated in
our pew, and | impatiently waited for
the; arrival of my lovely enigma. | tried
to P repare myself for the disappoint-
men tt have been thinking and
drea ming about an IDEAL | said to my
self doubtless when the young lady
hers' 'lt appears all my fine imaginings
will vanish-there can be no doubt my
tancy has been playing tricks with me,
nves' hing mere country maiden with
ranso endent graces and charms
NMl, ! was reasoning thus with myself,
he " oung lady appeared leading her
lid rel tative with tender care.
Wol shipping an ideal indeed! my
most harming remembrance did not
egin I 10 do ustice to the beautiful
ealty. A soul full of tenderness and
ensibllI ty seemed to have found fit.