Grand River times. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1851-18??, 1852-11-03

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patterns, and winding silk--read poetry and
played the flute with the lndics-romped and
frolicked with the children, and in short, as old
John observed, was a psalm book from morning
to night.
Divers reports began to spread abroad in the
neighborhood, and great confusion existed in the
camp Of Miss Isabee's admirers. 1t was stated
with great precison how many times they had
walked--taked together--and even all
they had said--n short, the whole neighborhood
was full of
"That strange knowledge that doth come,
We know not how, we know not where"
As for Kate, she always gave all admirers to
her sister, er-ofScio; so she thought " that of
all the men she had ever seen, she should like
her cousin Edward best for BROTHER" and she
did hope Isabelle would like him as much rs she
did and for some reason or other, her specula-
ions were remarkably drawn to this point and
yet for some reason or other, she felt as if she
could not ask any questions about it.
AT last, events appeared to draw towards a
crisis Edward became more and more brown
studious" every day, and he and Isabelle had di.
vers solitary walks and contradictions, from
which they returned with a peculiar solemnity
of countenance. Moreover the quick-sighted
little Kate noticed that when Edward was with
herself he was constantly falling into frances
and reveries and broke off the thread of CONVEX
saiion abruptly; and, in short, had every appear
ance of person who would be glad to say some
thing, if he only knew how.
$50" said Kate to herself, "they neither of
them speak to me on the subject should think
they might. Belle, should think, wonld, and
Edward knows am good friend of his;
know he is thinking of it all the time, he might
as well tell me, and he shall"
The next morning Miss Kate was setting in
the little back parlor. Isabelle was gone out
where. Oh, no; here he is, coming book in hand
into the selfsame room. snow for it," said
the merry girl, mentally; I'll make charge at
him." She looked up; Master Edward was sit
ting diagonally on the sofa, twirling the leaves
of his book in a very unscholar like manner; be
looked out Of the window and-then walked up
to the sideboard and poured out three tumblers
of water; then he drew a chair up to the work
table, and took up first one ball of cotton, look
ed at it all over and laid it down again, then an
other, then he took up the scissors and minced
up two or three little bits of paper and then he
began to pull the needles out of the neede-book,
aud put them back again.
"Do you wish for sewing, sir" said the young
lady after having very composedly superintend-
ed these operations.
"How--ma' 'am-what % said he starting and
upsetting the box, stand and all upon the floor
snow, cousin" said Kate as the confused col
legian stood, staring at the cotton-balls rolling
in divers directions, 1t takes some time to pick
up the things in lady's work box; but at last
peace was restored, snd with it came long
pause.
"Well, cousin said.Kate in about ten min
utes, if you can't speak can; you have some
thing to tell me, you know you have"
"Well, know have," said the scholar in
tone of hearty vexation.
"There is no need of being so fierce about it,
said the mischievous maiden " nor of tangling
silk, and picking out all my needles, and up
setting my work box, as preparatory ceremo-
MES"
"There is neverany need of being fool Kate,
but I'm vexed that cannot say"---(a long
pause).
"Wel, sir, you have displayed a reasonable
Auency so far; don't you feel as though you
could finish? Don't be alarmed; should like
Of all things to be your confdant."
But Edward did not finish-his tongue clave
to the roof of his mouth, and he appeared to be
going into convulsions.
"Well, | must finish for you, suppose" said
the young lady. "The long and short of the
matter is, Master Edward, you are in love, and
have exhibited the phenomena thereof this fort
night. Now, you know | am friendly little
body, so do be tractable and tell me the rest
Have you said anything to her about :"
ITO ber--to who :" said Edward starting.
"Why, Isabelle, to be sure--it's she, isn't
it ?"
"No,Miss Catherine, it's you :" said the schol-
ar, who, like most bashful persons could be
explicit when he spoke at all.