The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1855-08-16

uor,aret. nor even with Mr. Allingham, though
T,n not sure shall not be with the last, just
~ pague nv guardian, who evidently disiikes
hin.
Not that it is spoken in so many words, but
have studied him for the lack of anything
bet,er to do) too closely, since 1 came here, not
70 see it and feel it, though he is punctilious-
r. p3e to Miss Southmayd's friends"
Aliueham, who calls here often, must be
saars Of this, though he is too much of gen.
,lenan TO notice it. There are many things
sbont him which admire-but "love him."
ave. don't know; have not read him thor
onobIv. yet-I have a sort of misgiving that he
"a not quite what he seems, and occasionally
he drops a remark in a tone of sneering persi-
face. which | do not like. he is an adept in
eonplimenting, and processes the most delicate
regard for our SEX but, somehow, l would
rather hear Mr.. Bigelow's grudgingly given
avon are a good girl" than all his fine say
in-s; for l have got the impression that, pro-
hssed woman hater as he claims to be, he has
much truer and deeper respect for Gus
Women" than our most devoted fatterers."
l can understand these two classes and esti-
mate them with some justice, believe; but
such Characters as my guardian, who looks
over ones head with such sublime indifference,
are more unreliable than the Sphynx. In
deed. he affects me as the Sphynx is said to
misunderstanding me to study him again and
again, until he haunts even my dreams. If he
we're only cross, unreasonable, or tyrannical, so
that could hate him with good will, it would
BE- relief; but he is ever reasonable and Just,
al here is always something in his tone
which indicates rich veins of feeling within
him. which l can have no power to measure.
viii nothing ever melt them?
"Loge!" said Lizzie Seymour, to whom
whispered nv estimate of her future brother-in-
law las. evening; Love the Alchemist."
Love" | replied, somewhat contemptuous-
w. it must be for some angel, then, for no be-
ing of mortal mould could stand the ordeal of
his tastidious taste"
"You mistake, Eleanor; such men as Fred
Summeried are very apt to be satisfied with
the most romaHly of women, and he may not
have to seek so far as you think. There is
deep fountain of tenderness beneath that calm,
reserved bearing; but she who unseals it must
be no more nor less than ,cOmdn. He is
hot c0d-he is even tenderer of US than we are
O. our birds"
well said,' l replied, laughing, he does
indeed treat very much as if we were birds,
aud nothing more"
You are unjust; but here he comes, with
letter from -
Not her betrothed, but Rebecca, whose week
has been prolonged into month and the warm
flush that crimsOned her cheek fled only to
give place to smiles and laughter, as, gather
ing around Mr. Summer6eld, we listened to
Re5cccas epiStle.
Ny nose has performed its mission" she
writes" 1t has made conquest conquest,
dear friends, of cranberry meadow, two hun
dred acres of arabic land, well watered, and
susceptible of high cultivation, and certain
Mr.. $, the owner, who's not so susceptible
q high cultivation. Ask Mr.. Bigelow if he re-
members the story of the ugly Duck by An
oerson, which | had the goodness to tell him
once, when he commented upon my looks.
What swan | should be among all the geese
down here, with my cranberry meadow and
bit the man Fred, must come home. Un-
Gle and aunt, who are chiefly anxious to settle
all their friends, favor this gentleman, and
seem determined to keep me, on one pretext
tad another; and though the subject amused
ne al first, | am getting heartily tired of hear
ing Miss Rebecca, hope you are fond of Gran.
berry sauce-t is capital with roast beef-mine
are the finest in the place or Il see your
nece IS fond of turnips, Mr.. Peabody. You
INST bring her over some day, and dine with
me- Nine have little better flavor than
these swallowing a large mouthful, for he is
Often here to dinner.
yesterday, uncle and he were discussing
some agricultural topic, when he suddenly
turned 10 me, and asked if s liked sheep
Il said yes, particularly when well cooked
All, sod DO I. 1t is really surprising how our
ases agree. | have been buying in few
South Downs f" this morning, and would like
% nave you see them
ION see | must come home, Fred for
la3'sh think | may possibly resist the turnips
aiG mutton, the cranberries are another thing /;
ana when think of Mr.. Bigelow's special liking
I!T them, am almost tempted to set a glo-
nous example to this nineteenth century, and
s"cflhee myself for my friend"
Sacrifice Confound the man of turnips,"
gTo"ied Mr. Bigelow. I'll go down after her to-
morrow myself"
Il: -Fa-ed l6h.-I have moved him, Margaret,
'-S GUARDIAN Of mine, moved him to an open
d
'"t.Aer 10 be pleased or sorry, know not. /
-5h to be delighted, and / would be, or at
rs think | would be, were it not that he
Il '-el'ly believes me very much interested in
lie gentleman.
Seht 10 concert last evening with Mr.. A.. I;
90 'ls morning, while was lounging over the
SFAper IN the breakfast-room, my guardian
il-es'ea my attention for few moments, as
1t wished TO speak with me.
= 'O'Aed up, and saw that we were quite alone
ls+. OILY bowed, and awaited his pleasure in 81
x,;.', evidently expected me to speak, for he
i, oHet space, and had feeling that
yes We're scanning my face, though
aI not look up. At last he said:
ne,t nave Tor some days felt it my duty to
ma with You on certain topic Miss South
nv 80 e.. duty which, however unpleasant to
n, , r.i the relation which l hold towards
H makes 1t imperative that should fulfil"
na5o paused, seemingly for reply; but as
sa,,o.1uS9 ne' ne was obliged to go on, and, as
IsSa "a myself, in tone which betrayed a
~ u embarrassment.
NJ ana: oua speak of your acquaintance with
bent E :,,nsham. looked up, and he suddenly
,1' MS eyes-those deep, calm ewes on nv face
Ana lGii second but was prepared for him.
1wai 81 M MS gaze unmoved. Indeed, he might
ilt er.n nave gazed upon statue and yet
resf,. men, that no man could so completely
III. my idea of Pygmalion.
f1snd. person was introduced to you by a
queSd,, ana although / am not disposed to
len NO. =. M hlllotts judgment on most mat
feel asS Un me ruth of his friendship for you,
Know 's sui that he did not, and could not, truly
SAKE le character of this man vet for his
ronna permitted him to come here. You are
pecte5 y, Ils' Southmayd, and it is not to be ex-
inno.. IIat you should know him. 1t is even
lPOsslble for women To know men "a thew are