Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-04-07

1ished by alternate smiles and dimPles,
now holding up one little foot to the bllght
blaze. and anon the other, while her love
" hands in the earnestness of her as
course were sometimes clasped, then toss
ed up. then down, and to all and every
direction, looking for all the world like
fakes of snow lined with rose leaves. 1t
was pretty picture, say; SO thought
the German Baron, and SO, l ween' ms
nephew, for instead of visions OF PALE
shadowy, grief bound maidens wringing
their long hair and waving their little
hands, which were wont to reereats his
slumbers, he had the large fright eyes and
bewitching figure of his uncle's wife
Months flew. The delicate, petted and
lively little lady ensconeed in the apart
ments prepared for her reception-meet
for so fair gem-had worked so great a
change of the whole house as had never
been worked in crazy old castle before.
She was like CLEAN Of sunshine; she
was like q hidden strain of music; she
was like everything most sweet and char
ming and cheering. Under her influence
Dame Margary waxed kind and being
nant, the careless servants neat, the Ba-
ron far merrier than of yore, and as for
his nephew he was at the same time most
happy and most miserable. Pleasantly
passed the dark, and gloomy winter days,
fleetly the long, lingering summer hours,
and the Baron discovered that it was a
mighty agreeable thing to have lovely
head peeping over his shoulders, and q
soft voice sounding in his ear, as he smo-
ked; and his nephew, that to be greeted
always with bright smile and a merry
welcome, was consummation most de-
youtly to be wished, Pray Heaven the
German Baron recover again his senses
for his nephew was fast loosing possession
of his. There certainly never was blind
err, more infatuated little Baron Won
Helmsted. Instead of immuring his bird
in her own fair bower, and waiting on her
himself, and allowing her eyes to rest on
none other than his comfortable counte-
nance, he permitted, nay, commanded
the handsome nephew to walk with her,
and sing with her, till that nephew loved
her more ardently and devotedly than
was ever little aunty, who had usurped
the affections Of wealthy old uncle, loY-
ed before.
But Ernest Won Helmsted was q noble
and honorable youth, and wronged not
the trusting, tender confidence of his un-
Gle. nor the child-like simplicity Of his
uncle's wife and after wrestling with his
affections in vain, he determined to bid
forever adieu to the old castle. Frankly
and honestly did he declare all to his un-
cle-and never was there such torrent
of abuse and vituperation, from worthy
old Baron before. He cut short all Ern-
est's protestations, he smothercd all his
appeals, and swore if his nephew was not
married and disposed of within the course
of an hour, that nephew should never
leave the castle alive. From whence was
the bride to come, poor Ernest did moi
heed, for he was shocked and oYerwhelm-
ed; whether Dame Margary or one oil
the village maidens married the heir Of
castle Won Helmsted, it moved him not
The Baron almost drove him before him
into the chapel-and calmly and demure-
ly by the Baron's side walked his little be.
witching helpmate. Strange to say, when
they arrived before the altar, she was the
only feminine object to be seen; she stood
by the side of master Ernest, and, after
he had performed his part in the pageant
tremblingly vowed to be his wife-she
the Baron Won Helmsted's little spouse
How the old Baron laughed and how he
roared, till the roof rang and the earth
shook, it would be impossible to tell, fo1
it was all ruse of the cunning old Baron:
to lure his nephew to matrimony. And
as charming, as sweet, as loving wife
did Florise make the old German Baron's
nephew, as she ever pretended to make
the kind, merry old Baron.