The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1856-06-04

arrived at Mrs. Grcy's country seat. and
there he sits with Miss Isabella in the
deep recess of that window, where the
white roses are peeping in so mo2estly.
To be sure thought Fanny to her
self as she quietly surveyed him looming
up through the shade of a pair of magn-
fcent whiskcrs. and heard bim passing
the shuttccock Of compliment back aud
forth with the most assured and prac-
ticed air in tho world-'to be sure |
was child in imagining that | should
see Cousin George Somers Pm sure this
magnificent young gentleman. full Of all
uttorance and knowledgc,i is not the cous-
in that I used to feel so easy with no.
indeed ; and Fanny gave a half sigh and
then went into the garden to water her
gcrauiums.
For some DAYS Mr. Somers seemed to
feel put upon his reputation to sustain
the character Of gallant, savant. conno:s-
scur. &c. which every one who makes
The tour of the continent is expected to
bring home as a matter Of course for
there is seldom young gentleman who
knows he has qualifications in this line,
who can resist The temptation Of showing
what he can do Accor lingy he dis.
cusscd tragedies, and reviews aud ancient
and modern customs with Miss Emma
md with Miss Isabella re.ouched her
drawings and exhibited his own; sported
the most choice and recherche style of
compliment at every turn. and in short,
hattercd himself. perhaps justly, that he
was playing the irresistible in a manner
quite equal to that Of his fair cousins
Now, all this while Miss Fanny was
mistaken in orc point, for Mr.. George
Somcrs though an exceedingly fine gen
tlcman. had, after all, quite substratum
of reality about him. of real heart real
feeling, and real opinion of his own and
the consequence was. that when tired of
the effort of conrcrSing be really lonecd
to find somebody to talk to; aud in this
mood lie one evening strolled into the
library. leaving the gay party io the
drawing room 70 themselves Miss Fan
ny was there, quite intent upon a book
ofsclectons from the old English poets
Really Miss Fanny said Mr.. Somers
you are very sparing of the favor Of
your company to US this evening
%. / presume my company is not much
missed, said Fanny. with a smile.
You must have a poor opinion of our
taste, then said Mr.. Somers
Come come, Mr. Somers, replied
Fanny you forget the rerson you are
talking TO it is not at all necessary for
YOU TO compliment me; nobody ever
does-so you may feel relieved of that
trouble
Nobody ever docs, Miss Fanny; pray,
how is that
Because I'm not the sort of person to
say such things to-
And pray, what sort Of a person ought
one to be. in ord,r TO have such things
said p replied Mr.. Somers.
Why, like sister Isabella, or like EN-
ma.-you understand | am sort of lit
tie nobody if any one wastes fine words
On me, | never know what to make of
them
And pray, what must one sayto you p
said Mr. Somers, quite amused
why, what they really think ard
anything else
Accordingly, about half an hour af-
,erwards, YOU might have seen the much
admired Mr. S,mcrs once more trans
formed into the Cousin George, and he
and Fanny engaged in n very interesting
tctc a-tetc about old times aud things.
Now, You may skip across a fortnight
e., IL 4 IL 1,r1 ,t
the same old library, just as ,he setting
sun is looking in at its western window,
aud You will see Fenny sitting back a
littlc in the shadow. with one struggling
ray Of light Illuminating her pure child
iSh face and she is looking up at Mr.
Geo Somers, rs if in somo perploxity
aud. dear me, if We arc not mistaken. our
young gentleman is blushing
WHY Cousin George says the lady,
'w!at do you mean y
Il thought spoke plainly enough,
Fanny replied Cousin George in tone
that might have made the matter plain
enough to be sure
Fanny laughed outright, and the gen.
tlcman looked terribly serious.
iuu'tui hpW. ubn bc angry, Stlu
SIZE as he turned away with vcxeG aud
mortified air indeed, now, l can't help
laughing, it seems to me SO odd what
acH they all think of youY
It's Of no consequence to me what
they think, said Mr. Somers i think
Fanny, ifyou had the heart | gave you
credit for you might have seen my feel
ings before now
Now, do sit down, my dear cousin,
said Fanny earnestly. drawing him into
a chair 'and tell me how could |, poor
little Miss Fanny Nobody how co"M
bavo thought any such thing with sucl
sisters as | have did think you Hhe4
me, that you knew more Of my real feel
iDgs than mamma and sisters but that
you should-that you ever should
why am astonished that you did not
fall in love with Isabella
That would have met your feelings
then 2 said George. eagerly, and looked
as if he would have looked through her
eyes, soul, and all.
mo, no indeed she said, turning away
her head; but added she, quickly
you'll lose all your credit for good taste