The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1858-10-06

margin OF books, and the papers III the
chamber. Grown impertinent to al
alarming degree, he laid down the saw
which he had unconsciously brought
with him, and perused the essay care
fully. =
1t was we'll written and powerful
but there was an error in the philoso
ply. 1t would be dull for me to ex.
plain here the mistake which Joe saw
at onee-it is enough that the fair wri.
ter had confused the laws which gov.
ern melody and harmony, and Joe de.
voutly wished an opportunity to point
out the error to her who made it.
He was just meditating an epistle,
to be left with the essay, when the door
opened, and his deesse ;nconnus entered
Figure to yourself young girl-say
of nineteen or twenty-whose every line
and contour spoke of grace and health,
whose peach-tinted cheeks, bright eyes,
and lips like the inner fold of some
tropical shell, told of vivacity, fresh
ness and purity. Her hair was of that
peculiar pale brown--almost a wood
color-wbich, perhaps. may be best de-
scribed as mingling ofashy and golden
tints and fell in tangled masses-half
ringlets, half disorder-on each side of
a neck white and delicate as the petals
of the camelia.
She did not scream when she saw the
carpenter sitting coolly in her arm chair
making himself objectionably at home.
She only opened her large gray eyes,
hesltated a moment, and said
We'll, sir!' with an accent between
surprise and disdain.
Joe arose, and bowed politely.
What do you wish, sir?'
Joe was put somewhat to his trumps.
Il wished to See what kind of a fairy
inhabited so beautiful domain =
Truly, delightful speech for Jour-
neyman carpenter to make to Commo-
dore Hulkington's only daughter.
Possibly you are not aware that you
are intruding, sir. You will oblige me
by departing
Certainly said Joe, now in the full
enjoyment of the romance of the thing,
certainly will 60, but you must par
don me one thing-I wish to explain a
little question, on which you have doubts
Harmony i'll music appeals to the intel
lectual or reasoning part of the soul.
melody to the passions and feelings
The young girl looked alarmed, and
drew back few steps.
No said Joe, divining her thoughts,
Il am not insane. In your essay on
music, you say that education refnes
and lntenslties our perceptions of melo-
dy.' You should have said harmony,
for that rules the brain, which organ is
susceptible to the infuAaal. of education
Melody is lord OF the heart alone, and
you, Msdemoiselle, ought to be well
aware that the heart cannot be taught
either in music or love =
Miss Huntington was astonished.
Sir she said, L do not know what
to make of your conduct. You are very
imprudent, and very-very-'
'Audacious Yes, l acknowled ce
that interrupted Joe, but you must
pardon me. l first entered your room
to place some papers in safety, which
the wind was about to blow out of the
window. Once inside, the air of ele-
sance and refinement exhibited here,
attracted me. Doubtless, You have no.
ticed that ones SURROUND become
permeated, as it were, with something
OF ones sphere-so in your room l ex-
perienced an emotion of pleasure-a
consciousness of the presence of some
invisible but charming spirit, and 1
have made bold to enter often, believ-
ing that if you knew my motives, you
would forgive me- &.
The young lady was beginning to
feel pleased. All women like admira-
ton, even from their $50 called infe-
riors, it is delicately expressed.
The conversation proceeded. Joe
proved to the fair essayist that she was
in error, and astounded her by the depth
of his thoughts, the variety of his
knowledge, and the elegance of his die
ton.
On leaving, he held out his hand
almost as white and soft as her own
and she, sitting the last traces of false
prejudice, gave it cordial pressure.
You have not worked long at your
trade p she said.
Since my boyhood,' unblushingly
answered Joe, 'but'-and he glanced
at his hands--I nave generally done
the nicer kinds of work, joinery and the
like
This excuse passed very we'll with
woman who had never had the honor of
the acquaintance of mechanic before.
The next day when Joe heard the
window open, he presented himself,
and again fell into discussion, which
became SO earnest that Joe was COM
pelled once more to enter the room
For two weeks this state of affairs
continued, and at the expiration Of that
time, Luise Huntington was compelled,
maugre her pride, to acknowledge to
herselfthat she loved Joe Conway--the
journeyman carpenter.
He would not believe it. 1t contra
dicted his theory of the mercenary char
acter of woman.
Finally, when the cornice had become
finished, Louise petitioned her father
to have an ornamental wardrobe put
up in her chamber. OF course, Joe
had the job. although the old Commo-
dore grumbled terribly about employ
ing such slow workman.
1t took Joe six weeks to make that
By the time the job was
done--very nicely it was done, too
Joe's theory was quite done up, and
the sweet Louise Huntington had prom
ised to become his bride. in spite of her
father--in spite of Joe's blue over-alls