The Winchester weekly appeal. [volume] (Winchester, Tenn.) 1856-1856, 1856-11-14

~o''o"''y iou nie 10 explore the mystery
clambered quite to the top of the rock
and looked down over its furthcst edge
Cupid! god of love! how was reward
cd! The rock on the side over which |
looked descended sheer some fifteen OF
twenty feet, when projecting ledge form
ed kind of natural seat, below which
the water rippled. The spot was quite
hung over and shaded by trees and thick
shrubs. 1t was a complete sylvan grotto,
and within it, as seemed most meet and
fitting was its nymph,
A younggirl, apparently about sixteen,
sat on the rocky ledge bathing her feet.
Her attitude and occupation reminded me
strongly Of the pretty picture we have all
seen in old,lashioned ANNALS of Dorothea
except that my little beauty was evil
IDENTIFY gay and fresh and lively, while Do.
rothea in the picture is weary and sad.
lcouId not make up my mind for time
to disturb so charming scene, and there
lore continued to gaze in silence from my
lurking.place.
Ali those dainty little white feet with
their pink tipped toes, which cleaned so
fair through the clear water-or flashed for
a moment above its surface 0ingng about
the bright gltter;ng drops, and then plung,
ing again beneath the cool blue--Never
shall forget them! The gracefully bent
head with its bright golden curls and
broids, against which the sun glintej from
chink in the leavy screen-the lovely
neck and arm--the cheek deiicatoly tint.
ed with pink, Of which | now and then
caught glimpse, formed picture mole
enchanting than anything, had ever i'm,
agined. More than all, theperlecl limo.
cence and modesty which accompanied
all the movements of my sweet Diana
charmed me even more than her beauty.
My heart OF ice suddenly burst into
fame, "Heavens!" cried | to myself. as
| felt it thumping againstmy side-"what
is thisnow sensation? Bob B your
hour is come. You're in Ioye!'
At the moment came to this conclu.
sion, the float On my fishing line dropped
at the feet Of my chamer, and mmedi
oteIy--weII I'm not going to lay before
my confidential public an account of all
my delicate and skilrul maumuvring--
enough, that within a half an hou. was
seated socially by my water.rairy's side,
trying to look as much like Neptune or
Massaniello, or any other water hero,
did not care which, as could. gave a
sly tweok or two 10 my shirt. collar TO
make it lie down, sailor fashion; turned
back my wristbands, and kept my hat
carefully Oh, so that the one little spot
on my crown which was growing thin,
mightnot be observed, Galered myselfII
should do pretty well on my new role.
Nora soon discovered her sweet
name-was most charmingly gay and
chatty. No prudery or thoughts of evil
rufled the current Of her child.like, limo.
Genet thoughts. She was a careless child
at play, glad of a piayfellow.
| would have joyrulIy fingered rorhours
in that enchanted grotto; but ere long No. |
ra rose, and sauntered forth. followed; |
endeavoring to boguile the howery way
she led me as agreeably for her as the
wolf did for Little Red Riding Hood; and
while schemes, as deep laid and applopri,
ate, though less bloodthitsty toward my
innocent companion, formed themselves
in my mind.
| was never in such sprits--I was
charmed with myself in the novel char.
acter of wooer The railroad rapidity
with which my drama progressed excited
me. In one short hour, /, the mpregna.
bic, the finty.hearted, had not only fall.
Ell head over heels in love myself, but al.
so, fattered myself-but mum--of all
things | hate boaster.
However, as | have said, was in high
spirits and excited, and among other non.
sense ventured at last to say, laughing.
ly,
"Do you know, sweet Nora, that | have
been haunted by a singular presentiment
ever since the ment frs! caught glimpse
of your
"What is it!" asked she smiling.
"That you will one day be my wifeI"
exclaimed, with the bold emphasis of
conviction and determination.
Nora hurst into tho nnerrioSt Of louuhs