True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1858-01-13
z. Raglan, Editor and Proprietor.

the vox populi in upper tendon. why
didn't she give up her princely palace Of
dwelling, furego the large COO! parlors
the convenient luxurious chambers; the
hearlwealth of conservatory full of bios.
SONS; the dreamy splashing of fountains,
and all the appearances which go to make
up perfect bliss at home, for the sake of
a seventy nine prison at some watering
place, and the society of crowd Of peo-
pie for whom she cafes just as little as
they did for her And should she turn
renegade should she rebel! No Z! oh
no she might commit almost any other
enormity she might patronize, or con.
fess dislike for Italian Opera, or even
recognize some distinguished author in
reduced circumstances but to make her
self comfortable in her own way, that
would be unheard of, objectionable attro-
city No! 60 she must-but where p
1t was the subject Of her thoughts long
after the departure of her friend Mrs.
Dent. The summer was already upon
her, and the warm, fragrant air came
pleasantly in through the heavy vines
which curiained her windows. Where
should she 60? To the country! Why
not Just then, her heat was going out
in yearning love TO the old home among
the Hampshire Hills She would 60
there. but the violet had long been bloom.
ing over the breasts Of all she loved in
that locality. For want of more active
employment. she took up the morning
paper and began studying its contents.
There was no use in denying it-she
had grown weary of the conventionali,es
of circles in which she moved. Ii was
artificial it was untrue; it sought its
own sggrandisement at the expense Of
others it was utterly cold, false and
calculating it was selfish, hypocritical
aud time serving! it was unsubstantia,
unsatisfactory in every respect She
longed 10 escape from its trammels; she
longed for perfect freedom from its re-
quiremenls she had grown tired Of the
perpetual restraint she was subjected TO ;
the perpetual espionage she was undergo
ing.
"Oh for one quiet summer inthe coun-
try" she murmured, "where the fippe.
ry and insncerty of artificial life could
not reach me. Heigho." .....
3 Widow Nixon, pe!ted, feed and car
t ressed as she was, was evidently indul-
D gng in fit of ennui. She had just
: enough of fashionable life to become dis
: gusted with its hearlessness.
"And after all" she continued as il
r speaking her thoughts unconsclous!y.
"Afler all, if it wasn't for fine houses
7 big parties, splendid dresses, and the
where with all to carry it out who would
: take the trouble 10 tell me l am pretty
v though it mus! be confessed I'm not the
: ,Uorst looking little woman in tie world, u
,. and her bright eyes instinclively sough
j The mirror opposite. "S'ill am tired
! of it. The compliments Of the men are
n iulsome and disgusting. I don't like
d !hem-and as for the women. can see
II through them without the aid of specta
If cles-smart as they think themselves
d Not that | blame them. Every body
l. knows that next to being dangerously ly fas
y cinating to the opposite, sex, handsome
Is dress, or, a more tasteful bonnet, ar
criminaliies not to be overlooked.
:, would like TO try it. If only knew how
81 I would like TO make all my friends thinl
81 had suddenly become poor-lost every
ID ihing-hadn't cent to my name," AM
n mischievous smile broke up through
'e pair of exquisite dimples, and displaying
at set of small white teeth that looked llk
Is pearls in their crimson setting.
s ~ think can see the grave sever
e, fsce of Mrs. Dent and hear her expires
III sions of coincidence coming from heal
= full of triumph ; and The Goldenby's an
c. the Shacklords's and those queen We'
al girls. Oh if only could | wonder,
s. The smile vanished from her face, an
y. in its stead came an expression as nea
at melancholy as the bright nature of he
sh features would allow.
n "Take care, pretty one! WilliaI
De Earle is only mortal, and it is barely poi
a. sible that the hundred thousand charm
lie he sees in your excellent little self wou|
lie vanish with the loss Of your hundre
tn thousand dollars" SO whispers policy
lis al don't care do love him-oh S
of very much! l do believe in him. l I
ed think if in reality instead Of jest, wei
ut to lose my all, he would still be to n
Ity the strong, true, and noble lover, and as
m. hope in time, husband which have ev
If, thought him." SO answered affection, b
IT. the pretty widow was not satisfied.
en- The more she thought of it, the mo
ed she desired to put his love to The test
ne The many failures Of The season had
Ith far destroyed the confidence Of the pu
at lie, with regard to mercantile arrang
ne ments that il was no difficult matter
set the most improbable story adrift
tho was we'll known that through the failu
AL Of a large firm. widow Nixon had su
ow tanned some trihing loss.
be No one knew how much, and havi
be, made up her mind to have some fun {
! TO of her summer excursion, it required
the great art 10 set the proper ball in motto
or Her business agent, jolly, happy.f
te llucky old fellow, always ready for misch