The Union and eastern journal. [volume] (Biddeford [Me.]) 1854-1858, 1858-04-02


nyism" would always put up its little hea
in defiance Of received custom, and, as he
mother and sisters pathetically remarked
do what you would with her, she Away
came out herself after oil.
Aiter trying labofiously to conform to tn
pattern which was dayly set before her, sh'
came ut last TO the conclusion that son'
natural inferiorty must forever prevent he
from aspiring to accomplish anything II
that way.
eff can't be what my mother wishes
I'll at leas, be myself" said she one day tt
her sisters, "for if try to alter, shall mel
ther be myself nor anybody else," and hel
mother and sisters came TO the same con.
clusiou. And on the whole her mother and
sisters found il very convenient thing 10
have one in the family who was not study
ing effect, or aspiring to be anything IN
par,icua az.
1t was very agreeable to Mrs. Grey 10
have daughter TO sit with her when she
had the sick headache, while the other girls
were entertaining compsny IN the drawing
room below. IL was very convenient to her
sisters TO have some one whose dress took
so little time that she had always a head
and pair Of hands at their disposal, in case
ofany toilette emergency. Then she was
always loving and atfeciionate, entirely viii.
ing 10 be ouishone on every occasion, and
that was another advantage.
As to Isabel and Emma, the sensation
that they made in society was sufficient TO
have gra,ifed dozen ordinary bellies. All
that they said, did, and were, was instart,
and unques,ionsble precedent, and young
gentlemen, all starch and perfume, twirled
their laced pocket handkerchiefs and de-
clared upon 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 il was an agreed
point, that between them both, not heart
in the gay world remained in its owners
possession, a thing which might have q
serious sound to one who did not know the
character OF these articles, often the most
trihing item 10 the inventory Of worldly pos
sessions. And all this while, all that was
said of our heroine was something in this
way, Z" believe there is another sister, Is
there moi Z"
AYES, there is a quiet, little, blue-eyed
body, who never has a word to say for her
SCH, QuIte dInluUlc il tOlu.
Now il was not fac, that Miss Fanny
never had word to say for herself. II one
had seen her on visit at any one OF the
houses along the little green street Of her
native village, they might haze learned that
her tongue could 60 fast enough.
But in the lighted drawing rooms, and
among buzzing voices, and surrounded by
people who were always saying things be-
cause such things were said, Fanny was al
ways dizzy and unready, and for fear. that
she should say something that she should
not, che concluded to say nothing at oil !;
nevertheless. though she said little, she
made very good use of her eyes, and found
very quiet amusement IN looking on to
see how other people conducted matters.
Well, Mr.. George Somers is actually ar-
rived at Mrs. Grcy's country seat, and there
he sits, with Miss Isabel in the deep recess
Of that window where the white roses arc
peeping in so modestly.
ITO be sure" thought Fanny to herself.
as she quietly surveyed him through the
shade OF pair Of magnificent whiskers, and
heard him passing the shuttlecock OF COM
pliment back ard FORTH. with the most as.
sured and prac,ised air in the world, "to be
sure ! was a child in imagining that should
see cousin George Somers. Pm sure that
this magnificent young gentleman, full oi
utterance aud knowledge, is not the cousin
that used to feel so easy wi,h-no, IN
deed;" and Fanny gave a half sigh, and
then went out into the garden to water her
geraniums.
For some days, Mr.. Somers seemed to
feel put upon his reputation TO sustain the
character Of gallant, savant, connoisseur,
ETC., which every one who makes the tour
OF the continent is expected to bring home
with him as matter Of course for there is
seldom young gentlemsn who knows that
he has qualifications in this line who can re-
sist the temptation Of showing what he can
do; accordingly he discussed tragedies and
reviews, and ancient and modern customs
with Miss Emma snd with Miss Isabella
retouched her drawings and exhibited his
own, sported the most choice and recherche
style OF compliment, at every turn, aud IN
short, fa,,ered himself, perhaps justly, that
he was playing the irresistible, ina manner
quite equal to that Of his fair cousins.
Now, all this while, Mics Fanny was mis-
taken in one point, for Mr.. George Soners,
though an exceedingly fine gentleman, had,
after all, quite substratum Of reality about
him-oi real heart, real feeling, and real
opinion Of his own; and the consequence
was, that when tired Of the effort Of corners.
ing. he really longed TO find somebody to
talk to, and, in this mood, he one evening
s,rolled into the Library, leaving the gay
party in the drawing room to themselves.
Miss Fanny wus there, quite intent upon
book of selections 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"
10, presume my company is not much
missed" said Fanny, with smile.
"You must have q poor opinion Of OIL
taste, them" said Mr. Somers.
"Come, come, Mr.. Somcrs.' replied Fan,
ny, "you forget the person you are talking
TO; II is not at all necessary toryou to con-
.pliment me--nobody ever does-so you may
ieel relieved OF that trouble"
"Nobody ever does, Miss Fanny-ppy
how Is that 2"
"Because I'm not the sort Of person Il
say such things To-"
l. "And, pray, what sort Of a person ough
one to be, IN order to have such things said ?
replied Mr. Someu. 49,
"'Why, like Isabel, or like Emma 20,
understand, am sort Of little nobody, !
any one wastes bic fine words on the, new
er know wha, to make Of them" -..
AND pray what must one say to you !?
said Mr. Somers, quite amused. ''' .
.Why, what they really think and resll.
else" ''-t-T :. 80
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