Butte record., 1854-03-25

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Miss Tabetha looked rather strangely
and muttered ''Humph p
''Hatty," said she, "come here. Do
you ever look in the glass :"
'Not since long while," said the
young girl shrinking back.
| "Come here and look in this little
mirror. Do you see those large bright
eyes of yours Do you see that wealth
of raven hair, that skilfull hand might
render beauty, instead of that tangled
deformity' Do you see these little, sup
pie limbs, that little care and training
might render as graceful as the swaying
willow: There is intellect on your brow;
soul IN your eyes ; your voice has thrill
ing heart-stone. Hatty. you are gem
IN the rough! You cannot be ugly ,
but listen to me. 1t is every waman's
duty to be lovely and attractive. You
have underrated and neglected yourself
my poor child. Nature has been no mig
gard to you. [ do not say this to make
you vain, but to inspire you with a prop
er confidence in yourself. But-what
have you here :" as large portfolio
fell at her feet.
"Oh, Miss Tabetha, please don't It's
only little scribbling-just when felt
wretched. Please don't.'
eyes. [ shall, though. It's just what
L want to see most )" and she went of
reading paper after paper, while Hatty
stood like a culprit before her. When
she had finished, she said, very slowly
and very deliberately
'Hatty, come here Did you know
that you are genius -
ga what Miss Tabetha 20
"A genius, you delicious bit of smplic>
ity ; genius. You'll know fast enough
what it means and to think that should
have been the first one to have found it
out !" and she caught the astonished
child IN her arms and kissed her, till
Halty thought genius must be the
most delightful thing in the world to
bring so much love with it.
"Look here, Hatty-does anybody
know this :" holding up the manuscripts
Hatty shook her head.
$50 much the better; stupid, and
ugly, and disgraceful!' Humph! Do
you know Pm going to run off with you 2"
said the little old maid, We shall see
what we shall see, Miss Hatty 90
Five years rolled away. A new life
had been opened to Hatty. She had
grown tall and graceful woman. Her
step was light as a fawn's Her face
not beautiful, certainly, if tried by rules
of art and yet who that watched its va
rying expression, would stop to criticise
No one cared to analize the charm
She produced the effect of beauty-she
was magnetic-she was fascinating
Miss Tabetha was satisfed-she knew it
would be just so.
They had almost forgotten her at Lees
house; once in while they wondered ''if
Miss Tabetha was not tired of her. -
Miss Tabetha thought she would let them
know Unbounded was their amaze
ment when Miss Tabetha ushered "Our
Hatty" in 1t was unaccountable She
was really ''almost pretty!' Still there
was some want of heart in their manner
to her. and the little old maid could not
have kept within bounds, had she not
powerful reasons of her own for keeping
quiet while.
'By the way, Miss Tabetha,'' said
Mr. Lee, Gas you are a blue stocking,
can you enlighten me as to the author Of
that charming little volume of poems
that has set all the literary world asiir
1t isn't often that get upon stills, but
I'd give something to see the woman that
wrote it.
Miss Tabetha's turn had come. Her
eyes twinked with delight. She hand
ed him volume, saying
"Well here is book was commiss.
ioned to give you by the aut4oress her,
self?
Mr.. Lee rubbed his glasses, set them
astride his nose and read the following
on the fy-leaf:
''To my dear father, James Lee from
his afectionate daughter, The AutAoress.
Mr. Lee sprang from his chair, and
seizlng his child by both hands, ejacula-
ted
''Hatty Lee Tn PROUD of youp'
Tears gathered slowly in her eyes,
as she said
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