Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1858-06-23
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He had found CATERS, of delicate colors
and wonderful smallness-gloves of cor
responding delicacy-tasefu and artistic
dresses and sacques.
What will you say, oh, my matter-of fact
and practical reader, when tell YOU that
my friend Joe Conway, fell in love with a
woman he had not yet seen-ofwhom he
as yet knew nothing about?
Yet he did.
Quite naturally the erection of the cor
nice progressed but slowly. The master
carpenter wondered at it, but Joe assured
him every morning, that it would only
take a day or two longer
One fine afternoon, Joe found, lying on
the cscritoire, an essay on music, written
in the same beautiful hand which he had
so often seen and admired on the margins
of books, and papers in the chamber
Grown impertinent to an alarming extent.
he laid down a saw which he had uncon-
sciously brought with him, and perused
the essay carefully.
1t was we'll written and powerful, but
there was an error in the philosophy. 1t
will be dull for me to explain here, the
mistake which Joe saw at once-it is e.
nough that the fair writer had confused
the laws which govern melody and har-
mony, and Joe devoutly wished an oppor-
tunity to point out the error to her who
made it.
He was just medtating an spistle, to be
left with the essay, when the door opened,
and his deeSSC ifcOHHue 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 tropic shell,
told of viva ,ity, freshness, and purity
Her hair was of that peculiar pale brown
almost a wood color-vhich may perhaps
be best described as a mingling of ashy
golden tints, and fell in tangled masses
half ringlets half disorder--on each side
of neck white and delicate as the petals
of the beautiful camelia.
She did not scream when she saw the
carpenter sitting colly in her armchair,
making himself objectionably at home
She only opened her large gray eyes, hes
itated moment, and said:
"Well, 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-
81 wished to see what kind of fairy
inhabited so delightful domain %
Truly nice speech for journeyman
carpented to make to Commodore Hulk
ington's only daughter.
Possibly you are not aware that you
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departing"
"Certainly," said joe now in the full en-
joyment of the romance of the thing,
certainly / will GO but you must pardon
me one thing--I wish to explain little
question on which you have doubts
Harmony .u .ausie, appeals to the intel
lectual, or reasoning portion of the soul
melody, to the passions and feelings"
The young girl looked little alarmed
and drew back few steps
"No' said Joe, divining her thoughts,
81 am not insane. In your essay on mu-
sic, you say that education refnes and
intensifies our perceptions of melody. -
You should have said harmony for that
rules the brain, which organ is susceptible
to the influence of education. Melody is
lord of the heart alone, and you, made
moiselle, ought to be well aware that the
heart cannot be taught--either in music
or in lovew
Miss Huntington was astonished.
''Sir," she said, Il do not know what to
make of your conduct. You are very i'm
prudent and very-very-"
"Audacious Yes, acknowledge that, "
interrupted Joe, "but you must pardon
me. first entered your room to place
some papers in safety, which the wind was
about 10 blow out of the window. Once
inside, the air of elegance and refinement
exhibited here attracted me- Doubtless
you have noticed that ones surroundings
become permeated, as it were, with some.
/ thing of ones sphere--so in your room
experienced an emotion of pleasure
conciousness Of the presence of some in
visible but charming spirit, and | have
made bold to enter often, believing that il
you knew my motives, you would forgive
me-"
The young lady was beginning to fee
pleased. All women like admiration, even
from their (so-called) interiors, if it is del
icately expressed.
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to the fair essayist that she was in error
and as founded 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-al
most as soft and white as her own--she
stitfling the last traces of false prejudice
gave it cordial pressure.
You have not long worked at youi
trade?" she said.
"Snce my boyhood," unblushingly an
swered Joe, "but-" he glanced at his
hands--"l have generally done the nicer
kinds Of work-,joinery and the like"
This excuse passed very well with {
woman who had never had the honor o.
the acquaintance of mechanic before.
The next day, when Joe heard the win
dow opened, he presented himself, anc
after exchanging salutations, the twain q
gain fell into discussion, which became
so earnest that Joe was compelled once
more to enter the room
Alas for the progression of the new cor