Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1855-01-05


a disciple of Raphael, my dear sir,
more than of Michael Angelo He
used to teach Mildred, for love and
make the most of the bargain for
he got more love than he gave
knowledge by vast deal, spending
the hours he was assumed to be
giving drawinglessons in discus
sions not calculated to do a young
girl any good.
my little Mildred = he cried,
seizing her hands. He did some
thing more, l believe but I don't
know what. Only it made Mildred
blush, whatever it was. 81 have
been longing for you all this morn
ing at the Academy ; upon my
word | have Don't you believe
me 2" All said very quickly, but
not so much in the artist rollicking
voice, as i'll the manner of man
grown fine from original vulgarity
and now affecting superior fashions.
Mildred looked up, a different
creature now to the girl who had
stumbled over her toes in the draw
ing-room not minute ago, and e.
ven to the one who had enacted
the part of society queen. when
she handed Mr., Kelly the mu-
sic, and showed her superiors how
that five hundred a year was her
slave and humble admlrer. She had
looked pretty then, but forced and
conscious, while now she was quite
beautiful in the sudden rush of love
and self-abandonment, bursting thro
the cloud of timidity ever on her
face, like a noble song breaking
through the deep silence. She put
her hand frankly into his, and they
went together into the dining-room
"a grand place for boarding house
flrtatlons; being supposed to be
safe.
"And have you thought of me,
little Mildred - said Mr.. Henry
Harley in the same off hand way,
twirling his hair Just at the corner
curls.
ga little" said Mildred quietly,
creeping closer to him.
After little while longer Mildred
said she must go; sit is getting
near dinHer-Iime, and the servants
would be coming in to lay the
cloth. Mr.. Harley, after a show
of sorrow and persuasion, caught
hold Of her as she turned TO leave
the room, when the servant opened
the door opening it full on Miss
Mildred in the very fact of having
an offer made by Mr.. Harley. SO
at least was her version down stairs
to cook, where they laughed over
matter rogetner. ann shut the door
with praiseworthy discretion, and
Mr.. Harley made half pirouette,
and said Mildred, we were fairly
caught then
OF course Ann told Mrs. Smith.
And OF course Mrs. Smith spoke TO
Mr.. Harley, and asked him what he
meant, and what were his inten-
tons.
Mr.. Henry Harley fidgeted about
the fireplace like a stoker with St.
Vitus's dance. Intentions: Mil
dred was, he said, very nice girl
odd, amusing, clever, and all that
-but-a-he had, in short, no in
tentions. And Mr.. Harley hummed
few bars of Non Andrai,' and
poked the fire furiously.
Tears came into Mrs. Smiths
mild blue eyes. This would have
been such a good match for Mil
dred, friendless, faiherless. penniIess
as she was for though Mr.. Harley
was not as rich as Mr.. Kelly by two
hundred a year, yet a man of any
income whatever, is good match
for dowerless girl. SO, at least
most mothers think. And it had
been part of Mrs. Smiths hopes in
the future, that her child might meet
with partner, as she used TO call
it, among boarders, and so be saved
from the miseries of an uncertain
and dependent position. OF course
she would have preferred Mr.. Kel-
ly; but she wonld have been well
contented with Mr.. Harley, who
was such a kind-heacted creature.
and such an elegant artist. The
blow was severe.
| am sure, Mrs. Smith, continu-
ed MIR. Henry, with considerable
embarrassment, and guilty blink
ing of the eyes | am suro | was
not aware your daughter did me
the honour OF caring more about me
than about anybody else. | have
laughed and flirted a little with her,
of course,-ail men flirt with nice
girls, and Mildred is very nice girl
but | never thought of Q lining
her affections-upon my word, |
didn'tp
Il hope not, Mr. Harley said
Mrs. Smith, wiping her eyes. 1T
is very unfortunate, | am sure, for
there's Mr.. Kelly
'Ah-yes = cried Mr.. Henry
Harley, making as if he would poke
his respectable landlady, as she
stood soft and solid before him,
'Kelly's the man. OF course he is.
All the house is talking of it. OF
course--Kelly, Kelly. He is a
catch, he is and Miss Mildred had
better make up to him. / have
nothing, and should not dream of
marrying a nice girl like that, and
not be able to keep her like a lady.