True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1855-11-07

subtle weapon. The next moment she
looked up from her dropping wreath with
an easy smile, Il believe my mother is
waiting Oh, smiles and flowers and
jewels, how much do ye hide |! Was hers
the only aching heart in that Newport
ballroom that night?
Dancing, flirting, promenading, ma
neuvring, ten-pins, fast horses, sherry
cobblers, moonlight tete-a-tetes and Polka
Relowas went on at Newport. Well
for those who had not put their heart on
the game | beheld with wonder the
transformation of my friend Meeta Carr.
Her quick and praclsed tact prevented
others from seeing anything in her actions
but the caprice of a petted beauty. She
had constitutional fear of horseback ex-
ercise. | had once seen her, after many
solicitations, trembingIv allow herself to
be placed on the back of steady, old
worn.out Rosinante, but at his first step
she TUNED deadly pale, and but for assis-
iance would have fallen fainting from the
saddle. Now Talfourd greatly admired
lady equestrian. On this account she
determined to conquer her dread. But
her riding lessons were hours of torture.
She often returned to her room with a
headache for the day. She learned to
ride with grace, as she did everything
else, but never without papilaling heart,
and a sigh of relief on dismounting.
Talfourd was a wonder to me as well,
His behavior 10 Miss Carr was always
distant and reserved, and yet he almost
constantly sought her society.
Lawrence, leave Newport to-mor
row. he said to me one day.
was not surprised the next evening
to hear Miss Carr announce to her bevy
of admirers, that the time sci for their re-
turn to the city was the beginning of th'
next week.
Again in New York, her trial to wir
Tafourd's love continued. knew tha
her mornings were. passed in close study
of the German metaphysical works hi
loved, and urged upon her. She had NJ
fancy for such things, but still would dim
her bright eyes poring over them wher
she longed to be abroad in the breezy
October noon.
Ali at once she stopped and drew hack
She was cool and smiling as snow-dr(t
Was it jealousy? l had seen that pass
) ion urge her to the putting forth of all he
! powers. Had she concluded it hopeless
No, the change would not have been 81
y sudden. | watched her for week AM
a learned the explanation. She had poo
S cousin, plain and delicate, to whom Tal
e fourd's feeling heart had made him shov
a many attentions. He would bring he
g the lingering flowers of autumn, NOV
G her chair to sunny window, reach her
!. fire. screen, tell her the gossip of tn
If town, and in thousand nameess way
e cheer the poor girls existence. Thes
IS things Mee,a had understood and admired
;, but one day she saw him pickup bunc
j. of faded chrysanthemums that lay bcs'd
It the piano, and conceal them in his bosom
o. They were Laura's, and she stood aghas
, God forbid that she should come betwee
% that poor girl and love that would be
her as the one ewe-lamb of her life
k With all the direst generosity of her n;
ID ture, she began al once TO crush back he
ID feelings. Ieven reverenced her as-l lool
h ed on her trembling lips and calm brow
10 With another, even her proud spirit wouI
/ have struggled, but with her poor, sic
at cousin-no Talfourd saw her anXlel
r. not TO eclipse Laura in his presence, sa
l. that she had misinterpcted his attentions
s, and took care that she should do so n
a more. The incident of the flowers W;
accidentally explained-he had thougl
I'd them hers. Her proud spirit was lai
lg open before him, and by her own gene
" osity. And so it was that meeting at
er bridal reception, after a month or tw
e. more of eager trial and hearl.burning q
in Meeta's part, Talfourd said, in The mo
in everyday manner,
ic 'Ah! Miss Carr, l am glad to see yc
ly here, for should have OILY had time
"a leave my P. P. C's at your door. a
IS going abroad
H. Meela went through the suitable su
l prise and regret. when do you sail
h, she inquired, calmly.
lat 'On Monday. Twill not say good-by
,st .au rsUoir.'