Brookville American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1858-1861, 1858-07-02


forever prevent her from aspiring to ac-
complish anything IN that way.
"lf | can't be what my mother wish
es, I'll at least be myself" said she one
day to her sisters, "for if / try to alter,
shall neither be myself or anybody
else" and her mother and sisters came
to the same conclusion. And on the
whole her mother and sisters found il q
very convenient thing to have one in
the family who was not studying effect
or aspiring to be anything in particular
1t was very agreeable to Mrs. Grey
TO have q daughter TO sit with her wien
she had the sick headache, while the
other girls were entertaining company
in the drawing room below, II was
.Hegy convenient ITO her sisters to have
some one whose dress took so little time
that she had always head and pair OF
hands at their disposal in case Of any
toilette emergency Then she was al
ways loving and affectionate, entirely
wiling to be outshone on every occa-
sion, and that was another advantage.
As TO Isabel and Emma, the sensation
that they made in society was sufficient
to have gratifed dozen oSdrary
bellies. All that they said, did, and
wore, was instant, ond unquestionaDle
precedent, and young gentlemen, all
starch and perfume, twirled their laced
pocket handkerchiefs and declared up
on their honor that they knew not
which was the most overcoming, the
genius and wit OF Miss Emma, or the
bright eyes Of Miss Isabella; though it
both, not heart in the gay world re-
manned in it's owners possession, a
thing which might have serious sound
to one who did not know tue character
of these artificials often the most tr-
fling item in the inventory of worldly
possessions. And all this while, all
that was said of our heroine, was some
thing in this way, II beIicvc their is an
other sister, is there not p
Yes, there is a quiet, little blue eyed
body who never has word to say for
herself, quite amable, I'm told"
Now it was not IL fact that Miss Fan
ny never had a word to say for herself.
II one had seen her on visit at any
one of the houses along tho little green
street of her native village, they might
have learned that her tongue could go
fast enorgh.
But in the lighted drawing rooms
aud among buzzing voices, and sur
rounded BY people who We're always
saying things because such things were
SAID, Fanny was almost dizzy and un-
ready, and for fear she should say some
thing that she should not, she concni.
dcd 10 say nothing at all; nevertheless
though she said little, she made good
use OF her eyes, and found very quiet
amusement in looking on to see how
other people conducted matters.
Well, Mr.. George Somers has actual.
~ arrived at Mrs. Gray's country scat
and there he sits, with Miss Isabel in
the deep recess of that window where
rUses arc peeplng in so modcstiy.
TO DC sure thought Fanny TO her.
self, a. she quietly surveyed him thro
the shade of pair Of magnificent whis
kers, and heard him passing the shuttle
cock Of compliment back and forth, with
the most assured and practiccd air in
world, "to be sure | was child in i'm.
agihing that should see cousin Georg,
Somcrs. I'm sure that this magnificent
young gentleman, full of utterance and
knowledge, is not the cousin that | used
to feel SO easy with--no indeed and
Fanny gave half sigh, and then wen
into the garden to water her geraniums
For some days, Mr.. Somers se5mcd tC
feel put upon his reputation to sustain
the character of gallant, savant, con
noisseur, etc, which every one who
makes the tour of the continent is OK
pected to bring home with him as 4
matter Of course; for there is seldom q
young gentleman who knows that he
has qualifications in this line who car
resist the temptation Of showing what
he can do; accordingly he discussed
tragedies and reviews, and ancient and
modern customs with Miss Emma ant
with Miss isabella, retouched their
drawings, and exhibited his own, spor
ted the most choice and recherche style
of compliment at every turn, and IN
short fatteped himself, perhaps justly
that he wus playing the irresistible
and in n manner quito equal TO that Of
his fair cousins.
Now, all this while, Miss Fanny was
mistaken on one point, for Mr.. George
Somers though an exceedingly fine gen
tleman, bad after all, quite a substra.
tum of reality about him-of real heart
real feeling, and real opinion Of bis own
and the consequence was, that when IT,
red Of the effort of conversing, he real.
~ longed to find somebody TO talk TO
and in this mood, heone evening stroll.
ed into the library, leaving the gay par.
ty in the drawing room to themselves
Miss Fanny was there, quite intent
upon a book of selections from the old
English poets.
Really, Miss Fanny, said Mr.. Som.
err, you arc very sparing Of the favor
c. your company to US this evening.
%, / presume my company is not
much missed, said Fanny with a smile
'You must have poor opinion OF
our taste, then, said Mr.. Somers
Come, come. Mr. Somers, replied
Fanny, you forget the person you are
talking 10; IL is not oil necessary for
you to compliment me--nobody ever
does-so you may feel relieved Of that
trouble"
Nobody ever does, Miss Fanny-pray
how is that 2
Because I'm not the sort of person to
say such things to-
And pray what sort Of person
ought one 10 bo, In order 10 have such
things said |? replied Mr. Somers.
why, like sister Isabel, or like Emma
you understand am sort Of it'll,
nobody, II any one wastes his fine words