The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1856-03-13

alltyuld not need then--she had ney'
er worn spectacles; and, as she raiset
her eyes from her work to make repl,
to some question addressed her by g
young person opposite, she did not
look as if she needed them. The
young person alluded to was Il bloom,
ing young girl of about seventeen
summers. Her hair was like the gol-
den sunbeam; her eyes, like the sum-
mer violet, were shaded by the longest
silkiest lashes you can possibly imag-
inc. She was none of your pale sen
timental looking young ladies, ready
to faint at any unusual occurrence
Her cheeks, like her form, were round
and plump; and, some persons might
think, too deeply dyed with natures
roses; bat it only made her the more
piquant and interesting. She was bu-
silly engaged giving the finishing touch
to what seemed to be white satin
bodice.
Mother, what think you ofmy bo-
dice now? DO you think twill do to
wear to Luiie's wed iing?"
"Of course It's nice enough--how
much finer think you the Brides dress
will bc?"
"A vast deal, no doubt; for under
stand her father gave her thousand
dollars to purchase her wedding APP
parel.
The third occupant of the room was
reclining on a lounge, seemingly oc-
cupied looking at a white wreath of
flowers that she held in her hand
But could you have opened the re-
cesses of her heart, you would have
read there that her thoughts were far
away---her thoughts were on herycung
and noble husband. She had married.
about six months previous, and this
was the first time he had left her for
any length of time. Her dark eyes
had soft dreamy expression; and a
sweet loving smile played around her
coral lips giving her whole face an
of soft beauty, perfectly
Her thoughts, now busy
with the past, when first he told his
lovc,--how her young heart beat with
intense, unutterable happiness, when
she called him her own husband,- =
now busy with the future, when she
looked for his return. The eye is no
longer urealny, ~. ~ "Llnes. joYn"~i
for she sees'the loved one, clasps his
manly form to her painting bosom,
presses warm kisses on his sunb urnt
handsome face, an4--there is no tell
ng how much longer she would have
ndulged in such sweet fancies had not
ler sister said
What in the world, Isadore, are you
linking of to sit there AMI pull my
wreath to pieces"
Il declare, you have well nigh ru-
ned it; and | cannot get another like
t."
As Isadore was about to reply gen
lie knock was heard at the door, and
hey all turned to see who it could be,
when the door opened and in came
larry Buchan, flush with health an d
manly beauty. OF course there was
Juggling and kissing plenty; but az
uch things are rather common, | will
My say a few more words in refer
nee to the company and take my
cave ofthem for a while. He had
old them all the news he could rake t
nd scrapc, and now said
"Well, mother and sisters, you must :
ave something new and 'racy' for +
le."
They then entertained him for some Il
me with their gossip--and were pro- Y
eeding, when he Observed
"What are you sewing on so dill .
emily, Dora?' h
"Only white satin Dress" said she. v
THAT looks suspicious, don't it?" a
"Not of me, brother; am making Il
to wear to wedding tomorrow y y
ght." i
Harry's heart misgave him in a mo- "
ent. and he asked, in an agitatcd u
ne, who it was. Dora, who did not ., :,
ish to answer him had walked to the -, ~
her side of the room; and his mother b.
formed him that his old friend, Lu- d,
ah Stanley, would be married in el
W days. He only said d'
"Is she?" VI
And his mother thought it very
'ange he did not ask whom she was
ing to marry, and wondered why he
emed SO careless about one ofjwhom @,