The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1853-09-02

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was that sweetest Of imaginable creatures.
pretty Philadelphia Quakeress. {"
Al that momeni the souless statue,
Albert had half defed by his admiring
homage, fell from its pedestal, and fail
ideal Of womanly lovcliness, sanctifed by
goodness, mounted triumpharlly 10 Its
place.
Do moi condemn my hero, when say
that he followed respectable distance
behind the young Quakeress, as she
walked up Chestnut street, then turned
and passed up Seventh street TO Arch,
and up Arch almost TO Broad street,
Finally, she ran lightly up some dazzling
white marble steps, and entered plain
but elegant looking mansion. AS Morris
passed, he glanced at the door plate. 1t
bore his own name; and with feeling
half pleasure, half pain, he recollected
TINT here resided dislnnt relative of his
fathers. There had once been some
difference between the families, and all
intercourse had lorg since been sus>
pended. AS nigh, have been anticipa-
ted, Mr.. Alber, Morris suddenly became
an active pesce>maker. Such cold
feeling Of esirungemen, between those
connected by the ties of kindred, was
unnatural, unchrls,ian, and ought no lon
ger to exist. Thus he argued, until his
mother (now a widow,) and his nice.
oblieing sisters, set forth on visit of
Cancellation, or rather reconciliation
This was perfectly successful, and soon
the long FRI zen tide o. social intercourse
h,wed ugnin sunny and swift.
Oh, such times as the two families had
together! Such morning wOlks and rides;
and then such social evening gathering
for all sol,s OF innocent and sensible
enjoyment. Indeed it was pleOsanler
and better, and more delightful, every
woy, than can tell
| surely need not say how glad was
Albert in his heart, when lie listened
daily to The prnises Of dear gifted cousin
Annie, from his affec,ionale sisters and
enthusiastic young brothers, and even
from his thoughtful, intelligent mother.
All! the bealhen diviIi,y's fairy bark
sometimes has smooth sailing say what
they will. ..... ..
Ii happened that Annie was deep in
the study Of the German a, the time,
and Albet, presently discovered that he
really must rub up his knowledge Of that
grand language. After this what cnchan,-
rg long mornings, what charming jaw
dislocaling hours they spent over Goethe
and Crabbe, and Gessner and Gleim, and
PIefftl P6z"r,
Blu, the time come when il was away
with these old fellows, and lie. the heart
speak through lips and eyes, a poeuy
more delicious, and eloquence more sub
DUNG.
"My dear Albert" said Annie Morris,
now two months wife, "what possesst d
,hee TO send home that enormous orange
tree3 l could scarcely find room for it
in our conservatory"
"Ah, Annie" he replied, 81 love the
orange; it is sacred fruit 10 me-"
"Now, wha, can'st thou meant" said
the little wife with some surprise.
"Lis,en 10 me then, my love-" he
njoined. ''As by the apple, Adam lost
his paradise, so by the orange have !
found mine. What! still mysli6ed?-
All, bless you, and bless all CRIPPLED old
orange women, say l."
"Ah, Albenm said Annie, blushing
deeply, and smiling through her tears as
she wound her arms around the neck OF
lor young husband; "did'st thou see tina,
was liillo ashamed at The time; there
were SO many looking at me-bul could
not help it,"
"To be sure you could no, help it; your
hands 90 about such work on their own
account. Help il, indeed!"
! On The morning after the little street
incident, which was the stepping stone TO
the happy fortune Of Albert Morris, Miss
Clara Atwood was seated in her most
graceful attitude on purple velvet sofa,
in an elegant parlor, awaiting call from
that self same gentleman. There came
ring at the door, and presently ser
want, entered, bearing basket-a pretty
little French affair--filled with oranges,
and card, on which was written, "Wilb
The compliments Of A. M" The cheeks,
neck, and brow of tho naughty beauty
became crimson, as she dashed the sig
nifcant offering TO the floor
Last winter she was married well, all
The world said. She has large house
in Walnut street, fine country seat, a
magnifcen, carriage, and her servants
spor, dasbing livery. In short, luxury
and display surround her. She is still
beautiful, brilliant, witty, gay, nnd it may
be happy; but I do not think she ever cnl-
tivated olapge trees in her conserva'orles
Judge BIssEJ, Freesoil candidate ioI
Lieut.. Governor, has withdrawn his name
from the ticket. Circumstances ovel