The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1856-02-28

was policy in the coquette's slightest move
ment, and this made that sudden glimps,
Of her glorious beauty might dazzle and as
tonish the dreamy student. s"t
Thus admonished, the apparently uncon
scious girl turned and raised her large an,
beautiful eyes to his face. A rapid glanc,
convinced her of the truth Of her cousin
assertion. 1t was face much like that 0
the ideal she had pictured forth for his anus
ments.
"Cousin Marion, let me introduce you t
my best and dearest friend, Godfrey Clin
ton," said Mansfield, with light touch up
on her arm.
"My Cousins friends are always welcom,
10 me-" she said, removeing her hand from
Mansfelds shoulders and extending it t,
him. He took it with a firm, warm clasp
that thrilled her through every vein.
"How beautifui she is!" thought the gen
tleman.
81 will win his heart bc:orele leaves
me-" said the lady.
Their eyes met as he reliuqueshed hel
hand Both blushed a little, and Mansfeit
turned away to hide smile, when he saw
his friend, whose grave and steady aspect nc
woman's smile had ever before possessed
the power to move, beneath the magnetic
influence of his Cousins handsome eyes.
"The three fingered there but few mo.
ments, before the breakfast bell rang in the
great hall. Mansfield sprang gaily through
the window and stood by his Cousins side
determined, as he said, to lead her to the
breakfast-room though forty Clintons stood
in the way. At this folly his friend only
smiled and turning away, passed round the
house to gain the front entrance.
"What now, Louis!" asked Marion, as he
stood silent, looking absently from the win
dow.
"Not much, Marion, | was only wonder.
ing if you would win Godfrey's heart, as
you have won SO many Others"
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while to try" she answered carelessly.
"Not fyou Airt with him, Marion. God
frey has never loved yet--but he despises
coquetry, and will never yield to firt Be
your brighter and better self and you will
win him. hope so---from my heart.
"Pshaw! Don't lecture, Coz Will you
wager your diamond ring against mine, tina,
he is my declared lover before he leavesl"
"If you, propose to secure him by coquetry
-yes!'
"Done. Now take me to breakfast, for l
am terrible hungry"
They passed on and took their seats at the
pleasant family table. A moment after,
Godfrey Clinton entered, looking a little
pale, and seemed little cold. Throughout
the day he was much with Marion, but though
his manner was courteous and kind, she mis-
sed an indefnable something that had charm
ed her, at first, and wondering if she had
been deceived in the tell-tale glances of his
beautiful brown eyes.
Ah! she had no means of knowing what
you and |, dear reader, may discover-name-
ly, that Godfrey Clinton, in passing by the
open windows and doors had heard the heart
less wager she had laid!
The days passed by. Marion, like God
frey, was simply guest at her uncle's pleas
ant home, and was at liberty to devote her
whole time, If she choose to do so Much OF
it was passed in his company-especially as
the arrival of Jennie Harrison, her dearest
friend, Mansfeld's cousin, as well as his be-
trothed bride, took her gallant relative from
her.
While the young lovers, absorbed in each
other, took little heed of their friends, they
were travelling most dangerous road to-
gether. Marion loved strong and beautiful
poetry--the deep, musical voice of the stu
dent read it to her in the lonely library-she
sketcbed-he always carried her portfolio
and pointed out the most beautiful views
she rode, and he was ever at her bride rein
If she choose to do SO, to him. Much Of
it was passed in his ompany--especially
when he sung, and her light touch was
needed upon the piano, to make the melody
complete. 8 tl9 a ssm
And yet, a II this familiar intercourse could
not make him one whit more lover.like than
he had been on that first unhappy morning.
II his eye flashed now and then, and his bo-
som yearned to hold her there in an impas-
stoned embrace--if his hand trembled at the
light touch of hers, or his cheek paled and
flushed at the tanning Of her warm breath,
she never knew it. He was always quiet,
reserved, and rather cold--never strivingto
eeek the vacant place by her side, but taking
III, if all circumstances were favorable, ex-
actly as he would have taken any other
chair, and talking to her as he would and did
to any other young and pretty girl.
Marion was puzzled For, the first time
in her life she met him coldly, but he did
not seem to notice tiff she greeted him
half-tenderly, he wore sarcastic air that
made her angry; and II, as was often the
case. she tried to pique him by desperate
filtration with another. his soft, brown eyes
wore mingled astonishment and disgust
that hurt her more than thousand cutting
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