The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1858-02-05

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She was leaning against tho side Of the
window with her forehead pressed against
the glass; she did not answer. Nothing
is more CALLING to a woman, than to bear
the praises Of rival from the lips Of
one she loves. Clara was piqued; she
was oifended--angry. She could hardly
bear her feelings, for she pictured her
happy cousin basking In tho same sun.
shine Of his love, aud thon she thought
Of herself. neglected and unlaved, aud ber
breast heayod with feelings she in could
bear.
"Is my cousin unwell?'
Sho is silent.
"Bless me, you have not forgotten the
use Of that tongue that used to wag 50
tgaily%
No answer.
Harry rose and walked 10 tho window.
He gently pulled tho hand that supported
her head from her iaco, She was weep
ing.
The day after. he departed for Now
York
His horse was at the door, his foot was
in the stirrup, ard he had thrice bid
good bye to his friends, but no fingered,
for there ought to be another among them.
He scanned their faces, he watched every
window; she was not there. Onoo more
he took leave and stopped again to see if
Clara was there. lie turned disappointed
and laid his hand on the saddle. A hand
touched his shoulder and a low voice
whispered, "Causin Harry, good-bye"
He turned and met the gaze Of Clara
She was pale. She held her hand 10 him,
and he drew her to him, and pressed his
lips to hers. There was perhaps too
much warmth in that kiss, that mingled
its fire with the palor Of her cheek. Or,
was il that his hand held hers too closely
locked?
Goodbye, my sweet cousin" said he
gaily, as he vaulted into the saddle
Remember my promise Of coming again
this fall with your cousin Julia, whom /
intend you shall be so delighted with,
that you will not care to part with her.
And | give you warning, take care lest
You are taken by surprise; she carries all
before her."
) ~ will not promise to ike 1er, Harry
4 said she.
We will not say what image was eve
, present to her mind until he returned, be
! cause the reader already knows. Neltho
, do we like TO speculate upon the state o
Harry's heart. We don't know mucI
/. about this city cousin. yet il appears sha
he is very fond of talking about her, anC
that is no proof positive that he is in low
: with her. People do not talk most 0
d those they love. My pretty cousin
q beauty certainly struck him at frst. II
. was pleased with her lively humor an,
2 wit; he felt the influence of her eyes
: but he was determined to curb that prout
e spirit that marred all her better qualities
0 and exterminate her petty passion for co
! quetry.
|. She had failed once in her long career
of warning against hearts. It was sig
nal defeat Was it her fault? Was she
growing old? The thought paled hei
! cheek. She flew to the glass. No =
This face is as fresh as ever; these eyes
.. are as bright; this neck as white; this
bust as full aud rounded; this waist as
taper, and this form has lost none Of it,
fullness.
l She--who is she? this Phoenix, thii
divinity? Some city miss with enough
gold TO make dash and dazzle his eyes
I crooked, perhaps-yos, crooked and wei
: padded too: tall aud lean, lame and de
Z ceitful. "'Tis strange. tits very strange,
, said she, as she stood and surveyed her
self before the mirror.
Fall came, and with Il Harry and th,
city cousin. They arrived late on Satur
day evening and stopped at tho yillag,
! hotel. II was too late TO see their friends
that night, added to which, the inhabi-
! tants still adhered TO the good old custom
: Of keeping Saturday night.
Next day, arm in arm, they went t
: church and sat in a. pew whers Clart
could see them tra.a .et.
|, She was pretty; Clara confessed it tc
herself. Indeed she might be called
! beautiful but that she was too pale. How
tall How majestic she isl how conf
IDENTIFY she bears upon his Rrml would
that be right for cousins? She forgot how
often she had leaned just so. They sins
out IT the same book, their hands touch
= and their breath does mingle. How ten
derly he folds the shawl around her neck
: The jadel she smiles on him. No won,
9 der ne should be fond of her when sh,
can smile so sWeetly, Poor Claral sh,
{ sought her bed that night with an aching
T. head, and dreamed Of daggors the nigh
= long. ui
: II she had been engaged with her out
ward clothing, how much moro was sh,
with her inward qualities. Though sb,
Q looked upon Julia as a rival. il was in
. possible to approach her and not feel in
: terested. Her sweet disposition and he
engaging manners secured the attention
6 rnd respect. but not the love Of Clara
) She was successful rival; Clara eoulC
not brook that. Where rivalry exists
{ there is no love. - .Hda'itg oit
: One evening Harry was alone with her
Julia had Just been with him. Clara ca
Q pensiye and thoughtful.
J. II think Clam's thought, Ike hel
heart, is with some favored lover Whom
= adverse fortune has parted him from BIZ
Il 'ladye love- and cast him iato othe
o lands. Or Oerhaps the littla nlaiitiy,