Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1859-04-01


those which now mantle the sky were low
ering abroad and the rain fell heavier AM
faster, the rainbow of my life was draw
} most beautifully on those dark clouds, ant
its fair colors still shine most lovely on tn
sight. 1t is no longer, however, the boy
of promise, but the realization of my fond
est dreams"
George saw his uncle cast an expressive
, glance towards The handsome matron in th'
opposite corner, whose color perceptibl,
heightened, and he could not forbear ex
claiming =
"Ah Aunt Mary is blushing. under
stand unelcs metaphor. She is his rain
bow, and he thinks life one long rainy day.
I" Not exactly so / mean your last con
elusion. But don't interrupt me, my boy
and you shall hear lesson, which young
as you are, trust you will never forget
When 1 was young man, was thought
quite handsome
Pa is as pretty as he can be now" in
terrupted little Ann, passing her hand fond
ly over his manly cheek.
Uncle Ned was not displeased with the
compliment, for he pressed her closer to
illll, NilIt ne Coiltlbutu
Well, when / was young, was of a gay
spirit, and great favorite in society. The
young ladies liked me for partner in the
dance, at the chess-board, or the evening
walk, and had reason to think several of
them would have no objection TO take me
as partner for life. Among all my young
acqlainiances, there was no one whose COM
panionship was so pleasing as that OF
maiden whose name was Mary. Now,
there are great many Marys in the world.
so you mnst not take it for granted l mean
your mother or aunt. At any rate you
must not look so significant till have fin
ished my story. Mary was sweet and
lovely girl, with current of cheerfulness
running through her disposition that made
music as it flowed. Ii was an undercur-
rent, however, always gentle, and kept
within its legitimate channel, never over
flowing into boisterous mirth or unmeaning
leyity. She was the only daughter OF her
mother and she widow. Mrs. Carlton
such was her mothers name-was in lowly
circumstances, and Mary had none of the
appliances of wealth and fashion to deco
rate her person, or guild her home.
very modest competency was all her por-
ton and she wished for nothing more.
have seen her. in a simple white dress,
without a single ornament. unless it was a
natural rose, transcend all the gaudy bellies
who sought. by the attraction OF dress to
win the admiration of the multitude. But,
alas ! for poor human nature. One OF
these dashing bellies so fascinated my atten
tiOn, that the gentle Mary was for a while
forgotten. Theresa Vane was, indeed. a
rare piece of mortal mechanism. Her fig
ure was the perfection of beauty, and she
moved as if strung upon wires, so elastic
and springing were her gestures. never
saw such lustrous hair--it was perfectly
black, and shone like FURNISHED steel-and
then such ringlets how they waved and
rippled down her beautiful neck She
dressed with the most exquisite taste, deli
cacy, and neatness, and whatever she wore
assumed peculiar grace and fitness, as il
Art loved to adorn what Nature had made
so fair But what charmed me most
was the sunshiny smile that was always
waiting 10 light up her countenance. To !
be sure, she sometimes laughed little too
loud but then her laugh was so musical, !
and her teeth so white, it was impossible to
believe her guilty of ruduness or want of
grace. Often, when saw her in the So
cial circle, so brilliant and smiling, the life
and charm of everything around her, |
thought how happy the constant compan-
ionship of such being would make me -
what brightness she would impart to the
fireside of home-what light, what JOY, to
the darkest scenes of existence
"Oh uncle" interrupted George, laugh |
ing " if | were Aunt Mary, | would not
let you praise any other lady so warmly.
You are so taken up with her beauty, you
have forgotten all about the rainy evening"
Aunt Mary smiled but it is more than |
probable thai George had really touched
one of the hidden springs OF her woman's
heart, for she looked down and said moth
ing.
Don't be impatient" said Uncle Ned,
q and you shall not be cheated out of your
story. l began it for Elizabeths sake,
rather than yours, and | see she is wide |
awake She thinks | was by this time /
more than half in love with Theresa Vane, /
and she thinks more Than half right.
There had been a great many parties of
parties, sailing parties, and
talking parties-and summer slipped by
almost unconscIously. At length the au-
tumnal equinox approached, and gathering
clouds, northeastern gales, and drizzling
rains, succeeded to the soft breezes, mellow /
skies, and glowing sunsets, peculiar to that
beautiful season. For two or three days l 1
was confined within doors by the continuous /
rains, and, am sorry to confess it, but the /
blue-devils got complete possession of me.
One strided upon my nose, another danced
on the top of my head one pinched my /
ear. and another turned somersets on my I
chin. You laugh, little Nanny, but they /
are terrible creatures, these blue gentle |
men; and | could not endure them any
longer. So the third rainy evening put
on my overcoat, buttoned it up to my chin,
and, taking my umbrella in my hand, set
out in the direction of Mrs. Vane's. Here 1
thought /, as my fingers pressed the latch, /
: shall find The moonlight smile that will
;It,,,.;,a tl,a darkness of my night-tht.i !