The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-11-11
The End of a Woman's Caprices.
A LOVE STORY.

LOVE STORY.
"Meu are never so awkward, never 81
ungraceful, neverso disagreesbe as wher
they are making love. A friend is a lux
ury, husband ditto, suppose; but that
intermitte ut class of human beings de-
nominated lovers are terrible bores. L
does very we'll for women to blush anC
look fu-tercd now and then, when occa
zion makes it desirable, but to see ian
with his face as red as a ripe cherry, aud
a real parcel of strong -mindedness, self
reliance and masculine dignity, done up
in broadcloth and starched linen. quaking :
from the toe of bis boot to the top of bis
shirt collar, bis mouth awry, and hi.
tongue twisted into conVulsioUs, if the
vain attempt to say something sweet-O
gracious!'
So said saucy Sophie Linn aloud to
herself, as she was Swinging back wards
and forwards before the window, half
buried 10 the cushions of a luxuriant
arm chair, and playing with delicate i
vory fan which lay upon her lap.
ut also seems so strange, net to say
tiresome" she continued, With running
musical laugh, latter one has wa!tzed and
sung, quoted poetry aud talked nonsense
with anyboIy till one il puzzled to know
which one OF the two is most heartIess,
ones self, or ones companion, to hear
him come down plump on the subject Of
matrimony, as though that were the lo-
gitimate result of every such ihsipid ac-
quaintauce For my part | never had a
lover (here Sophia pattered her fan aud
looked please for she had more than onc)
that wusut sick after be proposed.--
There was Capt. Morris-I thought him
the handsome>t man 10 the whole circle
of my acquaintance, until be went on his
knees to me and swore be should die il
didn't take pity on him. Somehow be
always looked like fright to me after.
wards. Then there was DR.. Wilkins
he was really agreeable, and people said
very learned | was delig hted with bin
for time; but he spoiled it all with that
offer of his-what long winded adjectives!
and how the poor fellow blushed, pulled
aud perspired! He calls me an adorable
creature, and bic-coughed in the middle
of adorable Horrors! have hated
him ever since Then there was a.
Here Sophia started. She heard the
door bell ring With nervous spring
she stood before her mirror smootbin.
down her hair with a taste truly coirical
"It won't do to seem Interesting" she
said, as she took finishing survey Of her
person iu the glass, and shook out with
her plump jewelled fingers, the folds o.
ber airy muslin dress.
The moment afterwards, when a ser
want entered to announce Mr.. Harry
Ainslee, she was back to her Old seat by
the window, rocking aud playing with her
fsu, apparently as unconccrned and list
less as though that name had net sent a
quicker thrill to her heart, or the betray'
ing crimson all over her pretty face
"Tell him | will be down presently" she
said.
The girl disappeared and Sophie fung
open the window, that the cool fresh all
might fan away the extra rosiness from
her complexion. Then she went again to
the mirror, and after composing ber
bright, eager, happy face into an expres
sion Of occurrences, descended to the par
lor. A smile broke over her features, aDd
she reached out both hands to the guest
but as if suddenly recoliecting herself, she
drew them back again, and with for
NAL bow of recognition, she passed hin
aud seated herself in further corner oi
the room.
1t was very evident that something was
wrong with Sophie; that she had made up
her mind either not to be pleased. or not
to please. Could it be that she bad fore
seen what was coming!-that PRESENT.
nent of that visit and its result had die
tated the merry speeches 10 ber chamber!
BE that as il may, half hour had not
elapsed before Harry Ainslee's haDd and
fortune, (zbieh latter by the way was
nothing wouderful,) were in the same
place where Capt. Morris and DIR. Will
kin's had been before them.
"The frst man that ever heard say
such things without aking fool Of him
self" muttered Sophie emphaticslly from
behind her fan. as she sat blushing and
evidently grati6ed, yet without deigniug
sny reply to the gallant straightforward
speech in which her lover had risked bis
oil ofhope.
"Hs ought to do peusnco for the pret-
ty way be managed his tongue. He's al
together too calm to suit ne.' And So-
pbie shook her curly head meaningly,
holding her fan before her for screen
did she forget what she had been saying.
al wonder If could snore the way Uncle
Jones used to 10 Church," she soliloquiz-
ed. "Wouldn't it be funl-and wouldn't
it plague Harry if be thought had been
asleep while be was talkingl'
sopbis's blue eyes danced With sup