Muscatine journal. [volume] (Bloomington, Iowa) 1849-185?, 1854-01-27
Love at First Sight.
A THRILLING SKETcH.

+. poetical as walked slowly towards tn
village church. l entered. A popula
preacher was holding forth, and the littl
meeting house was much crowded. Sewers
persons were standing up, and soon dis
} covered that must retain my perpendicula
position, as every seat was crowded.
however passed up the aisle until game
position where could have fair vie,
of the faces of nearly all present. Many o
the congregation looked curiously at me
for was stranger to them all. In few
moments, however, the attention of ever,
person appeared to be absorbed in the am
bassador of grace, and also began to TAX
an interest in the discourse. The speake
was fluent, and many of his fights wer
even sublime.
Then it was no great stretch of the imag
inatien to fancy that the white handed
creatures around me, with their poutin.
lips and artless innocence, were beings o.
a higher sphere. As my feelings were thus
divided between the beauties and blessing
of the two worlds, and wrapt in sort o.
poetical devotion, detected some glances
at me of an animated character.
need not describe the sensations expe.
rienced by youth when the eyes of 9
beautiful woman rest for length of time
upon his countenanee, and when he imag-
ines himself to be an object of interest, and
threw all the tenderness into my eyes which
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the scene, my meditations, and the preach.
er's discourse had inspired in my heart
doubling not that the fair young damse
possessed kindred feelings with myself
that we were drinking together at the foun-
tain of inspiration. How could it be other
wise?
4 She had been born and matured amidst
these wild and romantic scenes, and was
made up of romance, poetry and tender
ness, and then thought of the purity of
woman's love-her devotion-her truth. /
only prayed that | might enjoy sweet
interchange of sentiment. Her glances
continued. Several times our eyes met.
My heart ached with rapture. at length
the benediction was pronounced. lincer-
ed about the premises until saw the dark
eyed damsel set out Cor home, alone and on
foot. Oh that the customs of society
would permit-for we arc surely one in soul.
Cruel formality that throws up barrier
between hearts made for each other! Yet
followed her. She looked behind, and
thought she evinced some emotion at recoc-
mixing me as the stranger of the day.
then quickened my pace, and she actually
slackened hers, as if to let me come up with
her.
"Noble young creature!" thought T.
Cher artless and warm heart is superior to
the bonds of customl''
Preached within a stones throw of her.
She suddenly halted, and turned her face
towards me. My heart swelled to bursting.
| reached the spot where she stood. She
began to speak, and l took off my hat, rs if
doing reverence.to an angel.
care you pedlar ?''
"No, my dear girl that is not my occu.
pation.''
"Wef, Idon't know" continued she, not
very bashfuly, and eyeing me very sternly
SCI thought when saw you in the meet
ing house, that you looked like the pedar
who passed eff pewter half dollar on me,
about three weeks ago, and so was deter
mined to keep an eye on you. Brother John
has got home now, and he says if he catches
the fellcr he'll wiring his neck for him and
amt sure but you're the good-for- nothing
rascal after all.''sI seC-g >Ss,rll asa 800. ..
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