The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1855-03-10

llcF Sufitlt-mc-With' sweet poetic response. for
it's just point blank like that Whole genera
ton of yipcrs '-'pon honor -
Possible! how do yon know. n,qln,oiseHe1,
''Sure enough! how do know? 20 down
and ask the Library"
UNI. you must bring better evidence, or
the ease is lost; sooner than consult that
upon any point of voracty, Id say to it hic
jdcct!"
liza! we'll don't care a word about it
l know there's precious little reliance to be
placed upon anything writer writes or saus
Chem beg pardon y but I do know they re
grecn-cyed, wont-et-you- bc-casy, and get
mad-ina minute set, anyhow ~
aha! like Fanny FERNS old Doctor, that
tells the whole story Ncllw
"Ofwhat, pray?"
'PREAClIlSG and Practice"
"Plasue did you steal my rhyme 2"
II didn't do anything else, at the time ~
"Just render unto Caesar, the thing that
is Caesars, them
III you'll favor me with the romantic his
tory of this first bud of Pocsy, l IN otctficnt."
"To be sure I will. Well, then, you must
know danced six sets with Mr.. Geraldine,
at the last party; Walter was under the I'M
preston that one would have been all-suf1i-
Gent, for any reasonable purpose, and so
upon the strength of his belief, we've had
quarrel !"
"a what 2"
squared! do you understand !'
"Pcrfcctly-could, if I'd been under the
old maple down by the spring What excel
lent lungs you have Nell :"
"Ho"t he repent in 'sacscloth and ashes
though 3. LII not speak 10 him in month
pom honorl If don't humble his pride,
and make him bend the knee low in the dust
at my feet, and sue for pardon with pcniten.
tial tears. there's no spirit of revenge in
black-eycd daughter of Eve-that's settled ~
81 wouldn't have him if he did Mat."
"No! you're evcrlastingly harping upon
Jane E!yre's' Rochester Strange you don't
ldollze that iceberg Oft st John'-hc was
firm and stately enough to suit voar ideas of
in all conscience, seems to me. | T
verify expect you'll marry Methuselah (if |
you ever do quit the single shore, which
Query y and a regular crabapplc, at that !"
"NouS rerr0ns. I'm no s:iclller fer ice
bergs, particularly IN human shape, but n
man that will bend his knee to any but his
Maker, especially to n little feminine, like
you is colleague to Shakspcarcs non-musi-
al gcntlcman--'ft for treason, stratagcms
md spoils," The preparation of an act that
needed to be rcpentcd of, in that fashion,
would write his cpitaph on my heart; and
ringing overture for favor would surely rain
rost upon every little flower Of fancy | cher
shed for him. You'd better rcnounce your
Intention, for Walter will never assume that
ttitudc TO retain Your favor"
Shsn't 10 it I'll bet this whole cluster
# curls that bring him to confession, in
week, Notwithstanding his everlasting pride
live me that poem; I've forgot every word
f it, though twas a genuine transcript of
ny mind, when raso 'brcathed into it the
breathe of life y u
know he IS very angry tho,
read ii in his eyes;
So strangely proud, and coldly calm {
lie thinks hos very wise
/ wonder if he docs not think,
The world and ALL is dim
To me, the sky lcaden grey,
Because l'vo angered him {
Pm sure never thought the earth
SO full OF light as now;
Ierchance tits but tho contrast, wide,
Between ii and his brow! S
In spite Of even his rigid face,
And proud and state ly head, .
I'd tell him, if it Glanced again,
Precisclu uhnL [ sniA s