Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1852-06-17

some years IN England, which enjoys such
vast superiority in this particular over any other
part of the world, am deeply anxious to see
the example of our neighbors followed"
Ernest was delighted, and after few min
utes he addressed his whole conversation to
Mile. Louise de Rondonte. He found her, to
his astonishment, learned in all farming details
though year younger than himself aware OF
more improvements in machinery than he had
ever known Of, and deeply conversant with all
that was necessary to the comfort aud well-be'
ing Of both men and animals employed in agri-
culture. Before the end Of the evening, Ernest
was in love. A French novelist would tell US
that he had met his destiny. At all events, he
considered himself fortunate to have fallen in
with so charming a person,-who joined to
great beauty and accomplishment, a taste for
his favorite subjects of thought and talk.
Ernest and Louise met continually, and each
day renewed their intimacy. They talked to.
gether, they danced together; and before the
end of three months, the young man scarcely
missed an evening at the house of Nine. dc
Lastange, where Louise resided when in town.
People at last began to insinuale to the old lady,
that the friendship of the young people was rath-
warmer than should properly exist between a
student in medicine and rich heiress.
A few days after this, Ernest missed Mile.
Louise Rondonte from the evenings of Nine. de
Lustrange who, without the least change in
her manner towarks him, informed him that she
had gone to the country, to her uncle, where
indeed she spent the greater part of the year.-
She was a kind-hearted woman, and by this
separation simply wished to spare both the pain
which she thought must ensue if their affections
became engaged. Ernest felt very dull. The
charm of the soirees was gone. He did not
cease to 60, however, because it was probable
that he might see her there; but his visits be-
came less frequent-and thus the season ended.
During the last summer months that ensued,
Ernest continued the study of his profession.-
He wrote to his mother that he should not come
home that year to the country, because his dis
gust at his neighbors was so great that he could
not bear to meet with them. Besides, he wished
to continue his studies, which would suffer by
interruption. But he did not now devote him
self 10 his books with half the zest with which
he had begun. His thoughts were far away in
the country region-wherever it was-where
Louise resided: aud he thought the summer
would never end. To distract his attention, he
varied his readng-added novels, poetry and
history to his scientific books and thus, with
many yawn, and many longing, and many a
weary hour, the time passed.
When Nine. de Lastrang9 again opened, Err
nest presa.,tsd himself the very tirst evening"
Louise de RondOnte was there, more lovely than
ever; and she welcomed the young man as he
eagerly advanced to greet her, with a smile
which filled him with rapture Nine. de La.
strange looked on in some alarm. Louise was
in mourning-she had lost her uncle nearly six
months before, and was rich in the extreme
She was surrounded at once by perfect host Of
sutors, but she gave encouragement to one,
Ernest still continued her favore compan-
ion-to the great annoyance of the mass OF
young men about town, who would have been
delighted to have given her their name and to
have spent her hundred thousand francs of an
nual income. Still no one looked upon the init
macy Of Louise and Ernest as likely to end seri-
ously. The crowds of suitors who filled the sa-
looms of Nine. de Lastrange, supposed that the
young lady was clever person, and showed a
preference for the conversation of the medical
student-an individual she could not marry
simply that she might look around unobserved
and choose for herself.
"My dear Louise" said her friend one day t.
her, how much longer do you mean to keel
the men in suspense? There are more than
dozen dying Of love-"
"Of my chateau and cash" replied Louise
laughing, but | am quite sure that shall SCI
them all as rosy as ever, next season."
"Do you not, then, mean to select your fut
urc husband before you again bury yourself ir
your gloomy castle p said Nine. de Lastrange
in an alarmed tone.
"My dear madame, am rich, am young,
have time and independence. | shall not choose
a husband until have found lover whose af
fection is real, and whom myself can like"
Madame Lastrange mentioned several of he
sutors with high praise, but Louise shook he
head and found fault with all.
"I have no patience with vou," cried thu
good lady. "You encourage that young stu
dent so much that you have no time to Judge o
the merit of others. have a great mind t.
close my doors against you"
"My dear de Lastrange," replied Louise
gravely, "if you cease to receive my protsge
you will make my evenings very dull. shal
run to the country month sooner"
Nine de Lastrange sighed and turned away
but she studiously avoided letting Ernest no,lct
her annoyance. Still, when the friends were
together she looked annoyed, and almost begar
agree with those who supposed Louise tc
have some secret object in thus encouraging thu
medical student.
y" Where do you intend settling, on tho com
p'eion OF your studies ?" said Louise. one even.
ing.
"h Paris or some other large town." replied
Ernest,
I'm town! thought you preferred country
liie," continued he, as if somew what disoDnortod
. "I did once, bn.I have cbsprod ,.,
D | originally intended devos-o mv..ie..
culture but now that have plv;...ian Is. g.
fer living in cities" r0
: "But wby'"
: "In tie first place, to live in the country
should require wife; but l despair OF hndln
+. one mited to me, ;" replied Ernest unaffectedly
l., LID of n wife would Won like