Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1856-12-02
stllsfeIIanfous.
THE PASTORS ELECT

! tiiie Ile ram SOUNDS really musical as II
drops against the panes.
She had pushed low ottoman TO his
ieet, and throwing herself on this lifted
her sweet face, set in its frame work of
brown soft hair, to her brothers..
80 you have at last caught me, and in
tend turning my confessor-do you, little
I sIsE smllIngly responded the young cler-
gyman, as he turned his eyes from the
anthracite blaze, where they had been
dreamlly fastened for the last half hour
ana beautiful, almost dreamy tender
ness seemed TO drift into them as they
rested on his sister.
Yes. To think you are really en-
gagged, Weldon! What would your good
parlshloners say, if they knew it, partic-
ularly the younger portion of them? |
am somewhat apprehensive their daily
0equests of boqnets and fruits would be
senslbly diminished. But about the ladv
is she beautiful, Weldonr
A woman's first queryr and again that
rich smile went like sunlight over the
grave but handsome features of the v0unc
pastor.
am not certain, Hattie, whether an
artist would think her SO. Her features
are not entirely regular, and her checks
less rosy than your own; but the emotions
OF her deep, gentle, loving nature, look
out OF her dark blue eyes, and there is a
sweet heart chirography in the smiles
that sparkle at times over her small and
rather pensive mouth
You are drawing charming Raphael
picture, brother mind. She is young of
cJurse2'
Hardly twenty-one.'
And-no, need not ask If her mind
Is well cultivated for | know your opin-
IONS respecting women too well to doubt
tins. But IS she intelIectual-in short. a
book-wormI'
Well, something of one The forma-
ton Of her head indicates superior men
tai organization, but all the faculties are
well balanced
'And-let me SEES she weal.hy?'
Only IN the possession of those great
Jewels which are above all price.
But her parents-who are they?'
Il never saw but one member of the
family, and he was BEGGAR'
W eldonr The little fingers that had
been playfuily braiding themselves with
those of the young man were suddenly
Withdrawn, the quick blood flushed into
the questioner's cheeks, and look cf as
constituent and displeasure, filled her
brown eyes as she CALCULATED, Weldon,
you are not in earnest?'
Yes, / am, Hattie. You know wo'd
no. Jest on such a subject
But you took me so greatly by surprise.
And-and.' The little red lips trembled
for moment, and then the tears brim-
med over the lashes, and iou~neyed down
the checks.
And troubled you too, Hattier inter-
rogated the young man as he leaned for
ward, and caressingly smoothed down the
bright hair of his sister.
Don't look so sorrowful, darling, as
though some great evil had changed me;
but listen to what | shall tell you and then
see If your own true and noble heart, un-
biased by social distinctions and preiudi-
ces, does not commend my election. VIII
you do this, Hattie, if not for my sake, for
dis who said that the poor and rich were
alike in his sightE'
Sweet Hattie Marshall! Her one great
folble was her pride for her handsome
noble hearted brother; il was hardly
weakness, for he was all that God had left
her of the household, over whom the
spring daisies had long spread their go-
den covering; and for a moment she had
looked with the worlds eyes upon his be-
trothal to the sister of a mendlcanI. But
her brothers words had silenced the pride
whispers IN her heart, for Hattie Mar
shall had learned of Him who was meek
and lowly in spirit.
Il will do as you ask, Weldon. For
give me if | have done wrong she whis-
pered, drawing up closer and LAYING her
head IN It's old resting place against his
heart; for very tenderly the brother and
sister loved each other.
Weldon Marshall drew his arm around
his sisters waist, and then, while the rain
moaned, the wind muttered around the
windows, and the anthracite fire mingled
It's ruddy glow with the silver astral light
and filled the parsonage sitting room with
a dreamy, crimson light. he told a story
of the past, and has eyes grew darker.
his low, earnest tones full of pathethic e.
oquence as he told it:
1t is eight years next month, Hattie,
and was IN New York, engaged in my
collegiate studies. You see 1t was three
years after our mothers death, and you
were at that time with uncle Harvards',
attending school.
II was cold, wild, disagreeable night;
and | remember standing at the window
Of my snug sanctum, and looking Uat rue
fully into the darkness, for had made an
engagement to meet several OF my fellow
students that evening, in distant portion
of the city.
Dear me! how the wind blows l So
liloquized, with very feminine shrug of
the shoulders, as l drew the curtains clo-
ser. I've half mind TO throw myself
on the lounge, which looks SO provoking
ly comfortable this evening, and not at
tempt an encounter with the elements. It's
absurd 10 think that they viii expect me
such d night as this. In short, l won't
tempt an influenza by showing my face
outside the door, was the conclusion OF