Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1859-11-03

with MISS OorlnS.
Strolling on the beach together, and
talking sentiment by moonlight uttered
in dismay. And you could see all this CO.
ing on. and never write to mel
It's the moonlight does it all, peeyishly
retorted Miss Graves: sentimental stroIls
would come to nothing without it.. The
moon puts more nonsense into young heads
than all the novels that ever were written.
III give you an example One night they
were all out into the garden. Mr.. William,
Clara, and Miss Goring. A long narrow
strip of ground il was, at the back of the
house, stretching down nearly to the sea-
Tea came in, and Lqdy Elliot called from
the window, but nobody answered, so |
had to hunt them up. | tied my handker
chief over my head, for had got touch
of the toothache. and away | went An
intensely hot night it was, with the moon
as bright as silver, and | looked there, un-
til got to the end of the garden, on the
bench there, fast asleep, with her head res
ting on the hard rock behind her. was Cla-
ra, and standing close by, was William Ell
hot with his arm round Mary, both of them
Halliwell, or any other impartial person.
if such scene could have been presented
to me in broad daylight? People are re-
served enough then, and take care to stand
at respectful distance. The moon is alone
to blame, and I'll maintain it.
Dear mel she quite vexed me with her
rubish about the moon. AS if when she
saw those 'wo growing fond of each other,
she could not have dispatched hint of it
to me by the post! What could Lady Elliot
be thinking of? inquired.
Bless you. she saw nothing OF it. return.
ed Miss Graves. Her idea was that Will
liam hunted US for the sake of taking care
of Clara, and she was rarely ont with us
herself She makes so much of Mr.. Will
liam: she would never dream of his falling
in love with anything less than a lords
daughter. But there's no great harm done
Whea l was Mary Goring's age. had lots
of attachments, one after the other, and
they never came to anything. A dozen at
least.
1t was so stupid, her comparing herself
to Mary Goringl Not that 1 wish to dispar-
age Miss Graves, who is very esiimable
young woman, but she and Mary are diff
feren;ly constituted. Miss Graves is full
of practical sobrieiy. without a grain Of ro-
mancc in her composition, ail head; while
Mary is made up Of refined feeling aud i'm
aginative sentiment. all heart. The one
would be likely to have a dozen attach
ments, and forget them as sooon as they
were over; but the other, if she once loved,
life. 1t was of no asa, however, saying
this 10 Miss Graves: she would not have
understood me, and | was too vexed to ar
gu, Besides, it would undo what was
done.
saw it as soon as Mary came home
There was change about the girl: serene
look of inward happiness, an absence of
mind to what was going on around her,
giving way to dreamy listless"ess. And
when, in the course of conversation, it
camo cut that Mr.. William had made one Of
the party at Spa, my surprised exclamation
caused the damask flush in Mary's cheeks
to change into glowing conscious crimson.
1t is true Mary had. in one of Eer letters,
mentioned Mr. Williams name, but never
supposed he was there for more than day
CT So run down to see his mother and sis
te.. b, perhaps an excursion train So
that suspicious crimson convinced me at
once: wished it anywhere but in Mary's
face, and when Miss Graves came to our
house. few days subsequently. to spend
an evening with as, spoke to her about it,
and hence the above conve sation.
You nee'l no: annoy yourself overit, per-
sisted Miss Graves, who was anxious to
excuse herself. If they did fall in love
with each other-which | dare say they
did, and won't tell any story aboat it
they will soon forget it, now they don't
meet. If you keep her out of sight when
Mr.. William calls here, he'll soon cease
coming, and the affair will die a natural
death.
Of course Mary will not be permitted to
see him. l warmly rejoined; but as to the
affair dying out, that is another thing.
The crosses, ones good resolutions
meet with! the ruse young people are up
to, unsuspected by old ones! Would aay-
body believe that at that very time, that
same identical hour, when L and Miss
Graves was in the drawing-room, laying
down SO cleverly our plans for their seper
tion, they were together, in the dining-p par
lor below us Upon my going into the
apartment some time afterwards, who
should | see standing there. at the open
window, but Mr.. William Elliot and MISS
Goring! Enjoying each others society
in the dangerous twilight hour of that
summers night; in the sweet scent of the
closing flowers; in the calm rays of the
early stars-all dangerous together for two
young hearts. The saying of knocking
one down with a feather could ncl precise
" apply to me, for you might have knock
ed me down with half one.
Well, l am sure! l exclaimed, in my
astonishment, not quite so courteously, |
fear, as politeness to guest demands.
did not know you were here, sir. Have
you been here lorg.
Not long, replied Mr.. William Elliot, ad-
vancng to shake hands with me.
Not long! it came int my mind, as
he spoak, that | had heared hustle, as of
some one being showed in, full hour be-
| fore