Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1858-04-01
were attired. asked uncle if thase were

were attired. | asked uncle if those wef'
respectable women.
aTbe very condensed extract of respecta
biEtv.nwas his reply. "Don't Oe alarmed
Lucy, at anything you may see. 1t takes 81
much to make the skirts of the dresses now
a-days, that there is nothing lett for tn
waists and sleeves.
.What are those queer little things the!
are all holdinga'
Telescopes, TO discover the stars, m.
dear. expect that you will be one OF al
most the first magnitude, tonight"
felt very uncomfortable to see SO man!
of the things pointed at me like so man,
pis,ols: and wished uncle had taken seat
in less conspicuous place; but, when tn
overture, as they call it, began to play
was SO enchanted forgot everything Il
was the sweetest music ever heard; ah'
I almost imagined was in heaven, wal
so rapt in it. The glittering lights, tAe per
I orrrrrrs, the -.y .hssrs -uii took on ma
eical effect, and seemed to be lifted up ant
foatine away in an ethereal atmosPheFes
/ Then woman, elegantly dressed glided OF
the stage. and commenced KIND oil hai
speaking, half singing, looking at us ap
peaIingly. as if she were in some trouble
and all of sudden, as was looking earn
estly at her, her boscm began to heave; an'
she burst forth ia a succession OF trembling
shrieks that made me jump to my feet il
alarm. "Mercy! what is the matter wiz
her," I asked. But uncle pulled me dowr
in my seat, and told me, little sharply no
to make a goose of myself. guess he wal
provoked at my stupidity. for ne Is very iont
of the opera. must say, mother, hsf
rather hear Jessie Clyde sing one oil hel
ballads; but uncle tells me | will think dit
feren,ly one of these days. when my taste
is more cultivated, and | learn to detect ant
feel all that the music expresses.
During recess, several people left then
boxes, and came over to ours. Among theu
was Mr.. Fitz Foom, the young gent!em1r
who played Beau Brummel, at the party
He was excessively polite to 'me-cIdn'
seem at all put out by the discovery that
was country girl, and didn't wear crino
line. | wish could describe him to you
mother. He was small, and he was pale
and he was nice, oh, so nice! He had hand'
| ebout the size of mine, covered with kIt
gloves white as snow. He had little oi
iof silky, light-colored moustache, pale blue
eyes, and face as expressive as piece o
paper with nothing on it. He looked as !
he had Just been taken out OF French
bandbox, and smelt like a dying musk-rose
| If you had seen him. SO dreadfully dainty
holding his opera-glass--that's the telescope
as uncle calls it-snd pertumed handkerchie
as il he was afraid to touch even them,you't
nave felts like taking him across your lap
and spanking him, mother. He was such
contrast to Mr.. Hamilton-he IS the on'
who was my Highland chief--that he aP
peared mure insignificant still. Mr. Ha
milton was tall, and plainly dressed. and. ha'
no gewgaws about. him. There was some
thing deep aud manly in his tope that mad,
Mr. Fitz Foom's lisping little voice soun'
rather ridiculous.
"Wssn', you quite overcome by Mr.. Fit
Foom's altractions!" asked uncle, as W.
rode home. 81 assure you. they conferred
great deal of hor or upon you"
ITO tell the truth, dear unc'e, was think
ing, .he most of the time, what a spiendi'
figure he would Cut riding around the yar'
upon Sukey's horns. Oh, dear! wouldn't
like 20 invite him out in the country, an
frighten him out of his five exquisite sense
| IL Oh 81
"Good." he laughed. "Perhaps we cal
bring it about, for-let me tell you secre
the young gentleman Is in love with you.
"Wnh me. What do you meant"
"Ob, I've not had my eyes in use for fort
years for nothing! He's in love--not wit
your eyes, or hair, or fresh young face, o
: modest, affectionate heart-but with you
prospects; for | have sIyly insinuated .
him that your father is worth fifty thousand
and that you were, Of all my nieces, m
fevorite. You must forgive me. daisy; bu
| wanted to see the result"
"Well, uncle, must say you take grea
liberties with my good nature"
sits nothing serious, my dear, Just to b
bothered with his attentions week.
won't hurt you nor him."
| thought uncle was mistaken in his sal
mises; but the very next morning ther
came beautiful bouquet, with the compi
t ments of Mr.. Fitz Foom.
"Poor Fitz Foom! ] wonder if he &c
trusted for it!" remarked Uncle Eben. ="
expect he needs wife very much to pa
y his tailor's and perfumer's bills for him.
The price of kid gloves is rising, too; an
e that's more fatal to his interests than ris
Il in the sugar market"
It We had great MANY calls that day, ais
o l got heartily tired of them. | wanted
VI ST, in the library, and read some of the man
: attractive books found there. If did NJ
d love you, and father, and my old home s
II much, should like to be Uncle Eben
e housekeeper That library is such plea
n al mt place! We breakfast in it; and thel
t are the morning papers and all the new bool
and it has such a snug. comfortable look
/ There are pictures, and case of mineral
> and shells, and fossils, and Sust of Shal
speare, and so many interesting things.
1t In the evening, we went to see the R.
5, vels; and there l sDas amused! You've rel
Is about them, mother! They don't speak
y word. Alltkeir playing's done in pant
g mime. You and father must take tr
down to the city, sometime, and see Unc
id Eben, and the town, and the Ravels. Wha
IS You guess you'll have to be making visi
ID there before long, if you want TO see yo
E, daughter! Pshaw, ma! you'd better wa
ly until uncle asks me to live with him. Y,
to wasn't thinking of unc!e's asking! We
Il. wait till you hear about Mr.. Fitz Fool
as then.
T For the next few days, we kept pret
p quiet, for wanted all my mornings to pa
in the library. We took some delight
= walks in the afternoons. Uncle Eben won
Id take SO much pains to explain things
7 rouldnst hol notictpn ha litt 10 ~,