The home journal. [volume] (Winchester, Tenn.) 1857-1857, 1857-02-20

Ills strong point lie was an accomplish
ed musician, with all musicians enthu.
siasm for the art. Soon he and Miss N.
were settled at the piano singing hum
ming snatches Of airs, admiring, compar.
ing tastes, ecstacizing as enthusiastic low.
ers ofmusic will.
DO you know this little ARR asked
Tom, Il learned it in Venice, and it is,
think, peculiarly beautiful. 1t seems 10
carry with it perfume ofltalian flowers,
and tho sound of ripping .moonlit wa.
ters.'
'Fudge! muttered Harvey, from the dis.
tant sofa, to which he had retired, from
behind the book he was pretending to
read.
Then followed the air referred to, sung
in the most exquisite taste, with the rich.
est Of manly voices.
Miss Northwood admired warmly. and
expressed what she felt.
'CoquelteI' sneerod Harvey, in an &C.
cent Of concentrated rage.
But all unconscious OF these muttered
comments, the musicians fingered over
their music. One favorite air suggested
another, and there were scores to be look.
ed over, and Duets to be sung, and Tom
had so many anecdotes to tell ofsuch and
such musicians, and such delightful little
histories of how such and such pieces of
music came to be written, that time flew
on swift and noiseless pinions.
Miss Northwood's eyes occasionally
went in search of Harvey, but whenever
she addressed remark to him, with a
view of drawing him into the converse.
ton, he replied with such uncouheous
brevity that she was repealed from further
advances.
WELL cried Tom,- as they emerged
from the house late in the evening, 'pret.
ty we'll for beginning, Harvey. So far
so good. | consider the affair in most
hopeful train. Miss Northwocd more
than satisfies my expectation, and fiat.
ter myself | made an impression. Hey
Harvey?'
An unintelligible growl from Harvey
was the only reply.
Il say, Tom,' continued Harvey in the
highest spirits,' don't see those unmis.
taxable symptoms of being in lovc,'in
your fair lady, which expected. May
you not be deceived yourself on this
point?'
Another growl, ominous this time, from
Harvey.
Tom proceeded:
you did very we'll tonight, Harvey
l commend you. Keep your distance
that's right-no poaching on my ground,
you know
Your grounds, you rascal!' burst forth
Harvey in fit Of ungovemable rage
'Pve a great notion to knock you down
for your unsufferable assurance, you--you
puppy. And there is my card, if you
want the satisfaction Of gentleman
Tom raised the card Harvey flung at
him as he left him, bursting with laugh.
ter as he did so.
Tom entered his room, retired for the
night, laughing at.the Juror into which he
had worked poor Harvey.
Tom, my good fellow!' cried Harvey,
as he burst into TOMS room the next day,
with the most beaming smiles on his
face, Tom, I've got something pleasant
to say to you. Wish me JOY, my fine fell
low!-it's all settled. We are to be mar
ried this day three months. It's all fixed
and | am the luckiest dog! Why don't
you congratulate me, old boy?'
because you take my. breath away
can't believe you. Why, you told me
yesterday you wanted me to take her of
your hands,
NONSENSE
and that you considered yourself in
quite fix, from which good humoredly
consented to help you
sFudge!' cried Harvey, a blush ofvexa'
ton and shame coming into his face.
And that Miss Nortowo cd, poor thing.
was likely to die Of broken heart
Come, come, Tom, no more of that!
The fact is--and l may as we'll own it
man does not know whether he is in
love or not, sometimes, till little jeal.
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