The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1858-07-31
4 Eour Storm.
The End Of a Woman's Caprices,

Men are never so awkward, never sc
ungracctul, never so disagrccablc, a.
when they are making love. A friend is
luxury, a husband ditto, suppose
but that intermittent class of human
beings demoninated lovers arc terrible
borcS. 1t does very we'll for women tc
blush and look hustered now and then.
when occasion makes it desirable but
to sec a man with his face as red as
ripe cherry, and a real parcel Of strong
>nlndcdncss, sclt-rcliancc and masculin,
dignity, done up in broadcloth and
starchcd linen, quaking from the toe OF
his boot to the top of his shir,
collar, his mouth awry, and his
tongue twisted into commissions, in the
vain attempt to say something sweet
o gracious,'
So said saucy Sophie Lynn aloud tc
herself, as she sat swinging backwards
aud forwards before the window, hal
buried i'll the cushions of Il luNuriant
arm. chair, and playing with delicate
ivory fan which lay upon her lap.
- 1T also seems so strange, not to sa,
tiresome," she continued, with a running.
musical laugh, 'after one has waltzed
and sung, quoted poetry and taIkct
nonsense, with any body till one is puz-
lied to know which one of the two is
most heartlcss, ones self or ones com.
panion, to hear him come down plump
on the subject of matrimony, as though
that was the legitimate result of every
such insipid acquaintance For my
part L never had Il lover there Sophie
fiuttercd her fan and looked pleased, fol
she had more than onc,) that | WASH
sick of after he proposed. There wa,
Capt. Morris-l thought him the hand.
soonest man in my whole circle of ac.
guaintances, until he went on his knee,
to me and swore he should die if didn't
take pity on him. Somehow he always
looked like fright to me afterwards
Then there was Dir. Wilkins--hc wa.
really agreeable, and people said yer,
learned. | was delighted with him fol
a time; but he spoiled it all with thai
offer of his--what long windcd adectivcs
and how the poor fellow blushcd, putfcc
and pcrspircd lie called nc an adora.
bic crcaturc,' and hiccoughcd in TIL,
middle of adorable Horrors / hay,
hated him ever since. Then there wa
a----'
Here Sophie started. She heard til,
door-bell ring. With nervous spring
she stood before her mirror, smoothn!
down her brown hair with u taste trul,
comical.
" 1t won't do to seem Interested" sh
said, as she took a finishing survey 0
her person in the glass, and shook out
with her plump, jcweled fingers, tn
folds of her airy muslin dress.
The moment afterwards, when scr
want entered to announce Mr.. 1larr,
Ainslcc, she was back to her old seat b.
the window, rocking and playing witt
her fan, apparently as unconcerned an,
listless as though that name had no
sent a quicker thrill to her heart, or tn
bctraying crimson all over her prett
face. "Tell him | will be down pre-
scmly," she said.
The girl disappeared and Sophie fun!
open the window, that the cool fresh al
might fan away the extra rosncss iron
her complexion. Then she went agai1
to the mirror, and after composing he
bright, eager, happy face into an expires
sion of occurrences, descended to tn
parlor. A smile broke over her features
and she reached out both hands to tn
guest: but as if suddenly recollcctiny
herself, she drew them back again, AM
with formal bow of recognition, sh
PASSED him and seated herself in flu
Their corner of the room.
1t was very evident that somethin;
was wrong with Sophie that she ha,
made up her mind either not to b
pleased, or not to please. Could it b.
that she had foreseen what was coming
that presentment of that visit and it
result had dictated the merry speeches il
her chamber? Be that as it may, hal
hour had not clasped before Harr,
Ainslee's hand and fortune, (which lat
ter by-the-way, was nothing wonderful,
were i'll the same place where Captain
Morris and DR.. Wilkins had been befor
them.
8 The first man that ! ever heard sa,