The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1855-05-09

being come down from the higher
s,lleres.
A ray from the ivied window 10 the
west cleaned upon her auburn hair gild-
ing it with a lus,rous halo. 1t was
thrown back from her forehead in wavy
grace and glcam: her pale, intellectual
forehead, shono like twilight star.
You find my parlor turned into a
boudoir," said she, as she took a seat on
the divan near which, l was standing
81 have so little company that | use it
for reading enjoy tho autumn
evenings here SO much, especially the
halfvciied sunset light in that window" !"
You use it,then, for better purpose
than bOwdoir."
" How do you mean ?"
BNudoir is, | suppose, from 5oudcr,
to pout"
a boudoir, then, is pouteyy"
=" y place. where, Of old, the fayre
lodyo' was wont to retire when she had
quarrel with her liege lord.'
But l never have anything to pout
about.--and SO no use for a po.tery."
What Mt when the Honorable
Jeremy Ginswig would be playing the
devoted to your rival, Miss Gala Black.
field 2n
MY rival ~ she cried, holding up her
hand i'll mock Indignation, and then
changing her tone. e" Oh, my widest
ambition never dreamed of aspiring to
the conquest of Col Ginswig,uor of com.
petting with the Incompatible Miss
Backfcld."
How magnanimous you ladies' arc |"
1t is not SO much mngnanimty in US
as the vast penetration Of the gentlemen
that forces it upon us"
1t was palpaLle hit. 1 loughcd and
turned the conversation.
spoke Of the times at Crowood and
the Rectory She spoke OF Clotildo, her
accomplishments; regretted her own in
ability in att.
THIS charming autumn evening if I
could give you those Songs without
Words it would inspire you with poe.
try of feeling that might induce you to
inprovise the words"
Those beautiful songs need no words.
Theirs is the language of heaven itself;
they tell their tales of beauty almost by
the direct iufiurnce of soul upon soul
1t were sacrilege to attempt to embody
them in poor human speech"
- How ] would love to hear them y
Have you uot2"
"Non
i feel almost tempted to play some
Of them for you D."
Aud do you play ?" she cried, with
an expression Of delight aud surprise
" If had only known that, should
have had the pleasure Of listening to your
performance ere this
smiled. Perhaps not"
why 2"
Il have not played for some years
now, except III moments of the utmost
SOLITUDE The piano was my mothers
favorite instrument; aud | used to play
duets with her.
" Recently have spent some time at
Chuckatubbie, the residence Of Mr.. vii.
fired Nivian's uncle--"
Indeed Then you know my friend
Maggie Vivian 2"
Oh. yes. Aud isn't Miss Maggie
charming creature 1t was with her
that resumed my piano practice"
" | am 50 glad you know Maggie vi.
Wan, The opportunity of playing duets
with her would be quite irresistible, |
should think. You fell in love with her.
of course
Somehow I did not Twas very bad
taste of me-, own"
| think SO. am sure, What an in.
corrlglble old bachelor you must be "
Perhaps some other was already
paramount in my heart"
Aidyl might have iadulgcd in some.
thing of her raillery erc.-but she did
not Perhaps there might have been
that in the tone of my saying SO that
prccluded rallery.
lnstead Of that, she cast down her
eyes; shade Of pallor came over her
check, and her voice was low and sweet.
faliercd almost into murmur, as she re-
Piled
" 1t were an iudiscretion, perhaps, to
express curiosity to know who you hold
paramount to Maggie Vivian T'
No indiscretion but | dare not
trust myself with words I'll tell you
III the language Of Mendelssohn."
sat down to the piano and played
DU 6i1 Uie einc Blame"