The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1854-09-06

sure as you and / live, that Mr.. Lane you all
talk about so much, is in this village. He
will be here tomorrow first proper
specimen of a beau; Gas Of course he will
be) all sentiment, refinement faultless in
kids, and spotless in dicky-impoftant and
as self assured as one of that like can possi-
bly, be-"
"Promise me all Of you, that you'll not
lisp word about music, reading or writing
in my presence-because.- have a plan"
Father will not, I know; only give him a
newspaper. Aunt Minnie never talks. /
mean in compuny-and mother will be glad
to see me churn and mend stockings. Sis,
your rattle Of the tongue is the only thing |
fear, but If you keep quiet and ask no ques-
tons, l will give you that work box you
have coveted SO long"
'"Ella, you are not quite respectable" said
her father, gravele
"Forgive me, dear father" and her arms
were folded about his neck, 81 always mean
we'll, but I'm go thoughtless. There all is
right now" she added; kissing him lovingly
on the temple. .,,
'"Come sis. what say you!"
'"Why on that condition, I'll be still as
mouse, but what's your reason!"
y y y
7"You knit admirably" and Fred looked
on with an unconscious smile of admiration
Helen set at an open window through
which rose bushes thrust their blushing buds,
making both sweet shade and fragrance-
The canary over head burst out every mo-
ment in wild snatches of glorious music
Helen was at work on a long blue stocking,
nearly fnsned, and her fingers few like
snow birds.
"You knit quite admirably; are you fond
of it" b.
"Yes quite. like it better than-than
anything else-that is mean can churn
very WE'LL" f'7
"And do you like to read much!" Freds
glance had travelled from the corner of his
eyes, over every table, shelf, and corner, in
search of some book or paper. But paper
not leaf yellow or sere, repaid his search
30 yes!" said Helen, with self.satisied
glance.
"What books! permit me to ask"
81 read the Bible good DEAL" she an
swered gravely.
"1s that all?'
"All, of course not, and yet, what do we
not find in that holy vohme History. poe
try, eloquence, romance-the most thrilling
pathos-" blushing and recollectlng herself,
she added with manner as childish as it had
been dignifed .. .r-...
GAS for other bookshelf me see. I've 90,
in my library-frst, there's the primmer,
counting her fingers, second class reader,
Robinson Crusoe, Nursery tales, fairy sto-
ries, two or three elements of something, bi.
ography of some person or other, mothers
magazine, king Richard the Third, isn't tha,
good assortment"
Fred smiled. s.-@a.
"Perhaps don't know as much as those
who have been to school more," she added
as if disappointed at this minute rejoinder
"but in making bread, churning butter and
keeping house, m not to be outdone.
The young man left her more in pity than
in love, but his visits did not always so re-
suit. He began to feel magnetic attrac.
tion which he vuinly attributed to Helen'G
beauty; but the truth is, her sweet artless.
ness of character, engaging manner and gen.
tie disposition, quite won upon the city bred
and arstocratic Fred Lane. There was a
freshness about everything she said and did.
She perplexed as we'll as delighted him.
! Often, as he was wondering how some
homely expression would be received in gooc
society, some beautiful sentiment would sud.
denly drop like pearl from her lips, more
remarkable fJr originality than briliancy.
i "II | should fall in the snare, thought he,
can educate her. 1t would be worth trying
Il 1t was useless to combat with his pas
sions; SO at last he fell at Helen's feet-fg
uratlvely speaking-and confessed his love.
"Lcare not Helen, be mine," was his in
variable answer to her acclamations of un
worthyness how she should appear in fash
lonable society, etc.
} They were married-had returned from
their wedding tour, and at the expiration o
the honeymoon Fred was more in love thar
ever. At q grand entertainment given by q
relative Of the bridegroom. Helen looked
most beautiful. Her husband did not in
sist that she should depart from her simplici
ty, and indeed without jewels or bracelets
with only that fresh winter robe, simple sasl
Of blue, and ornaments of fair moss roses
she was the most lovely creature in tn,
room. a,a ,-..e
AS she entered the great saloon, blazing
!, with light her heart failed her Shall Iov,
him as dearly" she asked herself, '.if fin,
, he is ashamed of me! / cannot bear th'
\ thought; but should he overcome all conven
. tional notion, than have husband worth,
!, to be honored- then shall he be proud Of hi
; wife.
a How she watched him as he presented he
!, to one and another.
J, "Simple,"' whispered magnificent look
ing girl resplendent with diamonds as sh
curled her lips and passed them. The oh