Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1853-10-26
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:, !, ONLY a COUNTRY GIRL.

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.+sIsYou are mistaken would sooner die than
wed mere countryqbeauty.'' sfe-4 fl 8: ts:
no5aBussf f. red suppose her intelligent and moral,
efull of nature poetry tenderhead. graceful, un
spoiled by aduteration, gueIess, simple, low
aings creature szaaeed bs4..ts ssass 7z1 a.:I
.s,issAye.asaid Fred laughing, .fa choice cluster
a6f virtues and graces. Country beauties are al
pWays sweet and simple, SO. are country cows
,NoiItell.youif1shew was lovely as an angel with
faheEbest Sense in the world, still, ifunskledsin
nsasc and literature, with no saul above churns
and knitting kneedles, Wouldn't, marry her for
"a fortune W. ,I'. ygtIatlsssa .a.1..ssg3 as.s 40
ala, ha,' laughed Helen Irving, but it was
sseryyi 1pianssimo laugh away down in the corner
sof her musical little heart Hidden by the trunk
OF a, large tree, she sat reading within few feet
pioply .the,egotst.. as.aa.sIa -s- ~ ba33s4
493a I'm anoteranoinent the young men came with
I'm sight lFfed'st face was crimson, and he whis-
ypesraed ii visible trepdation, s'Do you think she
fahealdl oao.sIss taaf % gz3eaxE 9ffT-EI
IA aNos's srejoined the other half audibly, t.she
Rehaws no resentment shehas not even looked mp
sfrbrn her book you are safe she could not have
heard you; but what an angel she is!
rsf.;aYes, HelenNvas an angel as far as outward
sil,eantg might merit the econium She sat ha If
sfee1ning, on a rustic seat striving to smooth out
the dimples in her cheek as she laid her book
ssaside, and, began, to twine half finished wreath
-aof wild roses. siBs a1 naitsi3os5a a7H s3a3 n5
III Leaning on one white arm, the gnarld white
OAK ; oak trunk a back ground flowers strewn around
her, peepigg from her bright locks and scattered
over white dress--she sat quiet at her ease, ap-
parently unaw are that two handsome young gen
-, .,,ar,oo 81 uor1y ,aar
asaaApproaehing with a, low bow, upon which his
gffnirror had set the seal of faultless elegance,
7Ffederick Lane took the liberty Of asking if the
Young ~ lady would be kind enough to inform hi him
.zsYheresfaM Mr.. Irving lived.a Il s-ag s.I sgas.H
~.oeNNith an innocent smile the beauty looked up.
aat Mr. Irving, the only Mr.. Irving in the village
is my father," she said. rising, in a chatmingly
graceful manner. .The large house," she con-
tirded, ron ground, half hidden by trees and
thick shrubbery-tth here's where we live-I be-
.lievse It was academy once-that'sa sort ofselect
= school6 isn'tl with the most natural simplicity
ssitufniug to- Fred.s'J se sts@i SIS ao s-aI ao49T
ateo4 He replied with another graceful bow. ~
7o Telt your father said he''t shall do my
-.self honor to call on him to7morroW He will
remember me-Frederick Lane; at your service y
sssaY es sir IH tsIl1him word for word replied
aaIIefen, tekfng her sleeves round her pretty arms
and making ather formal courtesy The cate catch
ing up her book and gathering the scattered HoW
ssiere, ,she hurried towards home.' ) gsaT
1sae Tow father mother, aunt and sis'' exclaimed
.thsasrry Child bounding into the = room o where
srfarnily were at.supPer, fas sure as you and live
that Mr.. Lane you all talk about So much
yino tHis vilfage. q Heswit be here fto-mor
row-the FIRST proper specimen Of a. city beau
course he will bel al sentiment, a refine
ruEeuts sfaultlssstina kids, and spetless in dieky-
important and as self assured as one ofthataik'
possibly be'. =. l'7ssaoa tsls n1 90 es1 'fa
Promise me all of you, that you'll II not lisp
word about music, reading or writing, in my pres