Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1854-12-27
HOW HARRY rEL1 IN LOVE.
BY JAMES II. DANA.


BY JAMES II. DANA.
All the girls in Fiowerdale were in love
with Henry Vernon. That is to say,
they admired him excessively, and were
ready to fall in love if he should lead the
way, Fanny Somers, the little witch, was
the only exception. Merry, dancing, and
pretty as q. fiiEy., it was question if she
ever Lhou( yht of love; if she hal, she ne
yer talked of it.
Harry's father was a Senator in Con-
gress, and he himself was young law
yer Of brilliant talents, finished educa
ton and handsome fortune. 1t was not
known that his father wished him to mar
ry, and did not, as is often the case, insist
on his selecting an heiress. The now
gray-haired old statesmen had made a
love match in his youth, and still work
shipped the memory of the wife he had
too early lost. "oLet your heart choose,
my son." he said, marriage, without
true affection, holds ont hut poor sho "
for happiness.''
Most Of those, not directly interested
in the event, thought that Isabel Fortes-
cue would carry off the prize. She was
decidedly the belle of the village. Hav-
ing received her education at fashiona-
Bile seminary. there was scarcely an
accom- plishment of which she could not
boast. Besides, the family OF Vernon
and Fortescue had been the leading one
in the country for generations, and
the gossips said that the union Of the two
fortunes, and Of the united influence,
would give Henry a position almost un-
rivalIed.
Certain it is, that Harry visited Isabel
very often. Those who enVied her ac-
cused her of man9uvring TO win him
''Throws himself in his way continually" ,"
said one. "Did ever anybody" cried
another, "see girl make love so bare
Gacedly 2" "She ought to get him, IN
sure" snecred another, @'ior she has tri-
ed hard enough" Nevertheless, as hon
est chronIclers, we must record the fact
that some of these very young ladies',
such is the inGrmiLy Of human nature, did
their prettiest to ou,-manoeuyre Isabel,
and get Harry for themselves.
Harry had not seen Fanny since she
was child. 1t was onty month since
she had LETT school and returned home
again ; and the first time she joined in
the village social circle was at pic mic
Here her blooming complexion, graceful
figure and ringing laugh had been the
theme OF admiration by the beaux, the
envy of the bellies. Harry had been her
partner in dance or Two, and, in com.
mon with many others, felt it would be
only civil to call upon her. So the morn
ing after the party he sailed forth to make
the round of the village girls.
He first visited Isabel. She was reclin,
ing on fautueiI charmingly dressed and
reading novel. All She could taIL
about was her fatigue. Yet tha
she looked bewilching was incontes
tible, in the subdued light of that sump
tuous parlor, with elegant pictures on the
wall, Ooquets Of flowers all about, and at,
mosphere of exquisite refinement around
Never had Harry felt SO much tempted
to be in love. He staid nearly an hour,
when he had intended to stop only few
minutes; and would not, perhaps, have
gone then, if other gentleman had not
dropped in.
When Harry reached the pretty, but
unpretending cottage where Fanny resi-
ded with her widowed mother, he found
the hall door open to admit the breeze
and so. just tapping at the parlor Ell
trance, he entered Oowing. In the sha
ded light of the cool fragrant room, ht
could not, for @ moment, see but he no
ticed Immediately that no one answered
his Salutation !; and directly he noticed
that the apartment was empty. Jus
then, however, fresh liquid voice, a.
merry as birds in June, was heard war
bling in inner apartment. Harry listen
ed while, charmed, but finding that hi
knocking was not heard, and recognized
as he thought, Fanny voice, finally mad
bold to go in search of the singer Pas
sing down the hall and through an opel
door, ne suddenly found himself in th
kitchen, large airy apartment scrupu
lously clean, with Fanny at the end op
posite to him, standing before a doug
trough, kneading -four, and cisTrolIing lik
lark.
1t was picture an artist would hav
, loved to paint. Fanny's face was see
partly in profile; showing to perfectio
her long lashes, and bringing out in re
lief the pouting lip and round chin. Fc
awhile she did not observe Harry.
, was not until she turned to put down th
: dredging-box, that she beheld him:
Most of our fair readers, we suppos'
/ would have screamed, and perhaps nav
e run out at the opposite door. She blusl
It ed little, as was natural, but having I
false shame, she saw no reason to
frightened merely because a handson
young man caught her at work. So 81