The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1858-03-25

amt going back to court gal who see
a feller in fix, and never helps him. >
And sure enough he never did return. -
Miss Cynthia lost her richest lover, an
many folks, even to this day, believe sh
wished him again. 1t is the way of womet
/ to want the thing that cant be had. A
least so men say, mot the practice, il
theory, and Cynthia's mouth watered,
dare say for many week after, for tina
COB of maple candy.
e The MoRAL,--Let every man, oh! pret
, ty girl, pay court to you in his own way
and not in your way, and help him out a
that's being sure, that you are in harmony
! withshis mode OF procedure. Never dis
turb ice-cream when it is going to freeze
nor lift the pQtASit beginning to boil; MOI
lHhAA6N aep and get out Of time
ltrher is meditating reUerS
in me asar temps, or the polka, Many q
declaration of affection has been fright.
end off byosome wEonanote sung in treble
of the dues, which putIt9out of harmony
CynthiN though SO pretty girl, and
so experienced in the art of saying mo,
to an offer of marriage, had yet,a good
deal to. learn in her own craft; and, indeed
no experience ever primes a woman fol
the decisive moment. Each case must he
met on pls1eiple, and not on precedent
1t is our business to discover, in this sto
ry of 'SG;l5 Snap how far pretty Cynthia
profted by the experience she prided her
self upon in the rejection of her lovers.
IT was a mellow au '~nn morning, and
a ruSsct glow had til he woods at the
back of Squire Simp :. homestead. Ii
was Seth Taggarrs wedding day. He
was te'narry. that evening, Susie Chase
"A smiling little rose bpi 1.a whom he
found plenty of things to say, as sweet To
Susie's ears as to ner lips his maple can
ray. Cynthia, as one of her best friends,
was to be bridesmaid; and as she wished
to shine that nigh in all her bravery, and
wanted some new ribbons for head dress,
this want tempted her abroad little after
noon, when the harvest-felds were quiet
and the yoked oxen stood relieved from
labor, leisurely chewing the sweet morsel
reserved for thatsoft, sunny hour of rest,
as men of business used to do the thought
Of the last lettr written by the hand they
love, till the butden of the day is laid
aside, putting it apart with all its wo-
mans nonsense, and half unreasonable
fancies, pure from the contact ofthe pile
of yellow letters lying op their desk, Of
ferings upon the shrineO Mammon.
Our pretty Cynthia ripped along her
path, scattered a cload of grasshoppers
and crickets as she stepped; and in her
silly pride of bellebood her heart held,
though she would not have confessed the
thought, that her relative value TO her
crowd Of beaux w5s in the same proper.
lion as that Of one woman to many grass
loppers,
Alta turn in hie path she came sud
iep3y on one Of these admirers-Frank
lady. FranRB face flushed. He had
sssen blinking bf her when she surprised
ihh--thihkipS of her all that day and
hf0ugh askeplSss a night; and in those
lodrs the Ctnthiaof his fancy had smiled
m him, anf laid Der gentle hand in his,
md had ten gathered to his heart--it
vas shock to come thus. suddenly upon I
Q uiffereht reality. At the moment he \
ncountsred her he was ndulging him )
elf in an imaginary love scene, in which {
e was calling her, in her heart, MY /
)ynthia,my love, and at the sudden sight y
t her. all such presumptuous fances fled t
haste, and hid themselves, shrinking o
Ike yari-tinted cora polypi when danger d
pproaches--each into the recesses of its f
NJ A
7 beg your pardon, Miss Cynthia he e
ald Stammering before he gathered self n
'ossession, and accustomed himself to her a
reseNce. i was on my way to make you y
call, If you will allow me | will turn s.
ound and walk with you v
L am not going far, Mr.. Frank, only 81
nto thqyillage, for some ribbon for my o
arr ant gentlemen dislike shopping, al
knowing perfectly well that he would go c,
nth her II
:! know Nherea wild hop vine grows, p
aid he; 1t would make a much prettier n
rnament for your hair than ribbons you G
ould buy in TIE village m
and will youget me some?' o,
Turn this way into the woods, and ST
pare me half an hour while twist it into OF
wretch. | am going away from here hi
morrow perhaps, | have been offered Y,
professorship in a school of agricul- er
lre. q
sI1deed, Mr. HandyP W
There was pause, and Cynthia re. W
umed, litdo -llyiedly: i should tAiqk W,
ou wo ID like going Away from here. Or
There ispothinS to Tempt sQpng gentle Y
nan b remain qmong u.s. tb
II shall like i, in some respecN, better nc
.nEesest life.' said HaD<y. This
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