The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1856-02-14

reluctantly. When Mary joined then
the trio proceeded to quench thei
thirst by dipping up water with thei
hands.
."Oh, the cool, refreshing, health
promoting water-how love it,
said Lateah, as she dipped up hand
iul by handful the pearly water, in he1
plump little hand, and slipped it with
very evident relish.
After they had satisfied their thirs,
sufficiently, and were standing on the
bank, Luteah exclaimed:
MARY! do look at those pretty pur.
pie and white mussel shells, and those
pretty white pebbles settling so close
to them as if for shelter, looking like
partridge eggs; and l verify believe
will wade in and get some to add to
my collection Of curiosities."
"You shall do no such thing" said
Harry, springing forward and catch
higher BY the hand and gently draw
ing her back. "What would your
careful mother think Of such a procee-
ding, think you?"
THAT had on my inda-rubber
boots-and the water wouldn't hurt
me-" said she, somewhat poutingly,
for she did not like the word shall
Harry had used; and, though not in
tending at first to 60 in the water,
which would have come tar over the
top Of her 'vaunted boots, which fact
she well knew-but when Harry said
shall not, the little beauty thought
she would show him she would do as
she pleased, when Harry, seeing her
intention rushed before her, saying
"lfyou are SO very anxious for those
worthless tribes" (or he was little
vcxed at her pertinacity and spoke
somewhat harshly) a will get them
for you"
"No! no! Harry, l was only joking.
Don't go, please"
eyes, | will though; you have said
you wanted them, and ! will get them
and lay them at your pretty feet"
/ She endeavored to dis-uade him.
but, like all the Buchans, when he set
his mind on any purpose he was apt
to accomplish his end-for, with all
his nobleness and goodness, there was
splice of stubbornness or self will,
| hardly know which they are so sini-
lar, in his composition. He plunged
in the stream, and the water reached
nearly to the top ofhis hunting boots;
(he had rolled up his pants, of course)
"Now, my fairy queen, here are
your treasures-procured, too, with
out risking your own precious health"
Thank you, thank you, Harry; but
indeed did not want You to go in
the water"
Harry told her it was nothing, and
that he would be willing to climb to
the top of the highest mountain to
procure her a valued flower"
"You are very, very kind" said she,
as she tied the shell and pebbles in
her fine thread camhric handkerchief
"Well, really" said Mary, with a
slight sneer on her pretty lips, "arc
you going to gabber all day about a
few meaningless shells and rocks?"
Poor Mary! she felt sad and unhap
py, she began to open her eyes to the
Truth and should be excused for indul-
ging in few fretful remarks. Why
did she love him? says my reader
lie never gave her any cause to hope.
"Why did she love him curious fool be still
Is shuinan love the growth OF human wili'
I'm off," said Iuty, and away she
few like wild gazelle, and had
reached the top of the hill ere Mary
and Harry had started. Mary not
being so fleet of feet as Luty, procee-
ded somewhat slowly, although Har-
ry had offered his arm, which she glad
ly accepted, saying-''thank you, Mr.
Buchan, | will not refuse, as | feel
somewhat weary, and she sighed
deeply, and leaned more heavily on
his strong manly arm for support
Oh! how fondly she wished, as they
toilcd up the steep ascent, that it
could be her happy lot to lean on that
arm always. Luty, who thought she
had been sitting on the pine log long
enough, called to them to come along,
saving
Are you and Harry making love
down there?'
"No indeed" said Mary with some
bitterness in her tone, as they emerged
from the b'ush.wood that skirted the
mill on that side, "Mr. Buchan has
scarcely spoken to me since we start
ed" ....rt.. ...
Harry, why don't you talk to cou-
sin Mary? Have your fine loquacious
powers diminished? You know you
are generally considered good talk
er."
IL Twas so much occupied listening
at Miss Mary, I did not think to talk
myself
"Well, at any rate, let's be of; for
if we go to the willow lake. and stay
long enough to enjoy its beauties, and
get back in due time to hear the sup
per bell, we will have to walk pretty
rapidly" .-
"Will we never get there?' said
Mary, who had been sad ever since
they left the pearling brook. Luteah
noticed it. knew the cause, (womcn
readily read each Others hearts, par
ticularly in love matters. and endeav-
ored to chase away the shadowy cloud
on her cousins brow, by al! the wit |
and cheerfulness she could muster. l.