Saint Paul weekly Minnesotian. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1858-1859, 1858-10-23

SsiSelnenC was terminated; nunureu SulneaS
would not have induced me to remain. rose,
and though the effort was painful and walking
up the lady of the house, told her that the
time for which was engaged had expired,
and that l was going
You must stay little longer"
L replied, it was impossible.
"You will be paid for it." she said sharp
ly.
l answered that declined to stay on any
terms.
Mrs. Lasenall bit her lip; she saw l was re-
solute, and resolved to give me parting sa-
Lutte 'For the future, young woman" she
said, " If you pursue the occupation of play
ing at parties, you must not converse with
the company"
l bowed and cOlOred.
THE footman shall bring your money!" she
said
Again inclining my. head, withdrew. AS
[ waited shawled and bonneted in the hall
the servant brought me guinea. I took it,
thanking Heaven that was about to leave
that grand mansion.
Just then voice, whose accents by this
time were familiar, said 'Have you any one
here to see you home ?"
Twas obliged reluctantly, to confess that l
had not
L am going your way, he said
The servant-man who still stood grinning:
| saw it, though Mr.. Omsington did not.
Pray sir" said extremely distressed,
'I-indeed, l would rather not''
"ShallI call a cab for you?
ooh no, no, sir" 1 said.
"Well," he continued, with determined
air, ''if you are alone l shall walk by your
side, and see that you remain unmOlested;
have mentioned my intention to Mrs. Lase-
nal, as she declined sending her own serv-
ant"
And he did walk by my side the whole
way home, never-with the most delicate
good breeding-once offering me his arm,
but walking as courier might have done by
the side of a princess insisting, too, on car
rying my music How was it, l wonder,
for am not communicative to strangers, in
general; but he drew from me all our history
my poor fathers death, my recognition of
the piano, my fears about Belle, my anxiety
for her, and disregard of what might myself
endure, so that l could but make her hap
py. Oh how short the distance seemed -
When we stopped at the door in Poland street,
he took my hand thought he was going to
say goodbye, and gave it him.
"Do you know" he said, ''for what pur-
pose l went to Bryanstone Square tonight ?''
Iraiscd my eyes to his face and shook my
head.
cit was" he continued, ''to seek an oppor-
tunity of asking Miss Lasnall to become my
wife. Do you know what hindered my car
rying out my purpose ?"
NV eyes fell, and again shook my head.
You" he said laconically. EYES," he
continued, as | was about to speak, "her
treatment and the remarks she made when
that foolish accident so confused you, that you
broke my idol into hundred fragments. l
am forty one years DID, and see clearer than l
did at twenty. One thing l am quite sure of !:
| could never lovea coarse minded-woman
In all honesty and sincerity have favor to
ask you. May l call on you and be intro
duced to your sister? If she resemble you,
the introduction must surely be worth hav-
ing"
of course I said that Belle was not one bit
like me, he was not to think it-so superior
Then why did my heart, which somehow
while he was speaking had risen so high, fall
down Ikea ball of lead, as the thought came
across me of what chance this would be for
my sister 1 Irang the bell, and as they op-
ened the door he said "Adieu."
He was to come on the following afternoon.
Belle was very sleepy and little cross when
got up stairs, but my account of Mr.. Os-
mngton rather interested her, could per-
ceive.
He came the next day about teatime.-
We had delightful conversation, only re-
GREETED to see that Belle and he did not ad-
mire each other, as 1 had supposed they
must do, Ibeing so mutually attractive.
feared on this account his visits would cease
but they grew more frequent. My sister
grcwmore more fond of throwing out lit.
tie sarcasms against Mr.. Osmington, and
said disparagngly that he was too old to suit
her taste, and really did take Belle to task
for saying that.
"Old H' said lin the prime of his years
full of intellect of intelligence and activi
ty."
We very soon became acquainted with his
family history, his station, and his prospects,
they were all unexceptionable.
One day my sister having left her sofa tt
walk to the library, just as l was preparing
tea, Mr. Osmington called. Aswe were talk
ing together about some indifferent subject
| do not and never can rccollect how the
conversation turned-but he, rising from hi:
seat, and taking both my hands in his, ask
ed me ifI could love him well enOngh to b,
his wife. Incver in my life had a surprise
equal to that When l could speak, ant
wonder why he had not preferred isabel, h'
said the only unkind thing ever heard from
his lips something about her selfish heartles
incidence could not bear that. l said
bursting into tears, if he loved me he mus
cherish her also.
As he folded me in his arms he laid my sob
bing face against that broad manly breast, h
vowed he would ever do so for my sake.
:: See, dear Mary" he said, taking up
volume of Shakespeare which lay on the table
s'mv choice has been Bassanio's. had three
caskets to choose from; Miss Lasenall, tn
pretty heiress, was the golden one, your beau
tiful and selfish sister one, and you, Ma
ry -"
The leaden one," said 1; laughing an
clapping my hands: "think YOU"
He was little confused "Bassanio," h
said, ''wisely rejected mere outside show. Tn
leaden one contained fall that was rare an
precious. But have contrived to please m
eye as well as my heart; nay, dearest, believ
it is fault sometimes::to think too humbly 0
ourselves. a sense Of inferiority can neve
dignity. Lookn
We ewere standing opposite the glass whic
by its reflection had once so dampened m
spirits, and did just take one peep. Well
happiness is a great beautifier; besides, thOug
hurried, | was peaceful and contented, so tha
, But, after all, I must remember that Bel
was not by, just then, to make me suffer b
the force of contrast.
We were married few weeks after tn
conversation; and he kept his word abor
Belle for she lived with us till an old gentl
man, who was very rich, proposed for her, an
my sister became the possessor of carriage
, Jewels fine clothes, and all things of the kim
her heart delighted in. AS for me, my OF
gem has never lost its brightness, it being tt
q best a woman can bOast-a husband in who's
worth and affection his happy wife can re-
: secure.
LESSON TO PRINTERS. Kesseche
. the compositor who set the first type in VIII
is now the State of Iowa. is worth $4,000
He located at an early day in Dubuqu
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