Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1854-04-22

such tumult at our hearts, that, for once,
we were silent.
"What ails you, girls" at length ex-
claimed Sarah Edwards. She was the only
child of the ole Squire, and wilder beau
ty, was never seen than she was. Beauti-
ful she was, beyond the shadow Of doubt,
and rich loo, for Squire Edwards owned
nearly the town of Beechvile, and hun
dreds OF acres besides, around the country.
| But she was as wild as an uniamed colt,
| and was the prime mover of all sorts of
mischief, and fun, in the neighborhood,
taking the lead on all occasions, and never
acknowledged herself beaten. "What Rls
| you % she repeated, looking mischevously
at our tell-tale faces. "Come, make
clean breast of it, confess you are all think
ing of the new minister; you know you
are. But won't allow one Of you 10 take
the lead OF me now mind, must have
the first chance"
"Miss Edwards, blush for you," said
Miss Brown, the old maid of Beechvlle,
whom we girls had nicknameG Miss Ver-
juice. We fancy every village owns one.
81 blush 10 hear such language from the
lips OF any one who has listened to the holy
words of our gifted pastor Miss Edwards,
they are absolutely profane. And you
should blush for them.
"Where would b. the use Of nv blush
ing, Miss Ver--ahem! Miss Brown
replied Sarah, "since you have done it for
me. / don't want TO shock you, indeed
don't, but you will have to hear me to the
end. l an going to set my cap tor the
new minister, that's fact and as think
myself entitled 10 the first chance, l don't
mind saying SO. But girls" she said, turn
ing to US, 81 am generous; you shall all
have chance afterwards. Let me see !!
Annie Lee, think you are nex, best yes,
you are decidedly pretty, tall handsomely
formed, good complexion, chestnut hair,
and blue eyes. Your figure is good will
have generosity enough to acknowledge
that. You will do. Lucy Barker" she
went on, like an auctioneer crying his
goods-"Lucy Barker, petite figure, hazel
grey eyes, good features, pale brown hair,
rosy lips, lips that have stolen the color
from your cheek; and that cheek oh, call
it fair, not pale! You are an intellectual
beauty you will pass. Persis Miller
you remind me Of the 'nut brown maid,
but you are beauty, in your way / mus
sketch you, too. Complexion dark, bu
brilliant, rougish brown eyes, and saucy
red lips, that shame The coral, and teeth a
white and sweet as tie inside of a coco;
nut hair like Walter Scoit's Fenella
black as midnight, and of amazing length
and thickness. That hair was meant as
mesh 10 catch some poor fellows heart
but don't thius it will catch Mr.. Mark
hams. You are saucy enough to succeed
but shall keep my eyes on you"
: "Well, Annie Somers," turning TO me
, "Wbat shall l say of you? Alas, and a
lackaday, not much, am afraid pug nose
: red hair, large mouth, and grey eyes!
am sorry for you, Annie, but it can't b
helped you may do 10 write story, o
, jingle rhymes Tor the papers, but you vii
: never do TO catch the brilliant Mr.. Mark
. ham," | must tell you, par parenthesi.
/, gentle reader, that Sarah slightly exaggera
D ted. My hair is decidedly auburn Tor
D Wilson has said so hundred Zines; an
e if my mouth is large, have as beautiful
d set Of teeth as any girl in Beechville, an
! as for my eyes, Tom vows they are sur
r indications Of intellect. All very taente
t people have grey eyes. 1t was a It'll
D maliciour in her to say what she did--b,
/. | pretended did not mind it bit !; an
Il she ratified on as if she did not.)
:, "Mary Harper, Mary Mavourneen, m
h little lily OF the valley, am almost afrai
!, 10 paint your portrait, you are so like
e snow fake; you will melt beneath m
e touch. But | am rot afraid OF you, da
ling you are too fragile 10 capIivate tt
y reverend YOU are fairy, a snow-hak
an ETHEREAL little sprite, confess, but yo
u won't suit him, dear; so you need not tr,
,f Miss Brown, do you enter the lists; sha
:. ] sketch you ?"
}, But Miss Brown had already advance
e TO the turn-siile, and no doubt shuddered
rs pious horror, at Sarah's nonsense. She h'
T. reached The siile, aud her pink parasol W
ID already on the other side, as she poised
a gracefully in one hand, while she gathers
e, the folds OF her brilliant lawn in the o,he
ot lest il should come in contact with nI
Y, or splinter and so she stood, wedged
re- as il were, looking intehtly down the roa
ID her few yellow teeth just visible betwe'
Il her thin blue lips, and her little green ey
D. twinkling, but whether with mirth or
ID tonishment we could no, decide.
s. "What appariiion has crossed the Il
d. Susan's path :" exclaimed one OF the girl
SO something has called the ghos, OF a CO.
SO to her cheek let US hurry and see wha,
lk is."
IN Oh, dear me We saw soon enough.
" was, IN truth, an appar,ion none saTpd
he encounter. II was the new minister
- had doubtless heard every word that rai
IN brain had said and as he raised his bat,
s- passing, We could not help noticing a 81
w. humorous expression in those magnifee
eyes, that had 10 thrilled us, with lhi
T. glance Of drs in the pulpit. For on
" Sarah was mute, aud We all hung back II
ID aoek Of sheep all bat Miss Brown, WI
g 1lTong 10 hsF innoesnee, advanced bold
" np 10 him, and FaleTed ini0 conversation
as u aolhing had happened,
u. Well she might, the ugly thing. v
a ali s0yisd hsf, as she walked 80 e0hhdsnl
~ By his sids, snd glanced, with hsT hats
10 glssn eyes, 80 mallsioasly u Is, a. much
p 70 ssy, "sss what you have gsinsd hy "
'fs ially," ! wag gssllY ysKfa a sagah.
,s eemplsls ouf shsSliH, We ioand that
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