The daily press. (Cincinnati [Ohio) 1859-1859, 1859-06-10
THE COUNTRY COUSIN.
BY $. NJ. HUMPHREY.
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say it to her, for she took such pains; but I've
no notion of wearing it, not l."
In vain Emily expostulated, with provoking
! gravity, and quite show of impatience, she
gathered it up in its former style, mounted her
big comb and artificial curls, and arranged her
fllet and bow.
"Thore nOw," said she "don't you think IL
looks better, and much more becoming?"
"I am sure it does not" carefully replied
Emily, while tear Of vexation filed her eyes.
at is ridiculous in the extreme; nothing like
style about it."
"Who cares for style2" said Louisa contemp-
tuously; "nobody but city folks, who cover
their faces with their hair till they look like
monkeys, cramp up their feet, squeeze their
insdes out, tic lump of cotton wool on their
backs, and because it is fashionable, think they
look first rate, and really despse a lady from
the country, who had sufficient indepenpence
To wear what becomes her, without regard to
fashions"
Convinced how vain her attempts at modern
izing were, Emily cast an angry look at her,
and left the room, shutting the door violently.
81 do believe, dear uncle, said Louisa, as
she encountered him in the garden, "thst
Emily is sufficiently punished. She is really
| very unhappy at my obstinacy, and my heart
| aches with pity, even while l torment her. /
have forgiven her thousand times for the
few tears her thoughtless remarks occasioned
me-"
II appreciate the generosity of your mo-
tives," replied her uncle, "but this fault has
| gained too strong hold upon Emily to be
easily overcome. If I can but reclaim her
| from the influence of these silly Wilmots, l
shall be satisfied. I know it is painful to
you as to me; but if you will bear a little lon
| ger, she must come to her Senses"
In half an hour after this conversation, Mr.
Howard, Emily and Louisa were started on a
shopping expedition; Emily fully determined
TO recognize mono of her fashionable friends, if
so unfortunate as to meet them; her position
was very much like young child who some-
times shuts his eyes, thinking he screens him
self from observation.
40, papa" cried she, earnestly, as they
stopped before q spacious and elegant store,
"this is no place for us"
"And why not my daughter? Have 1 not
often heard you say you preferred it to any in
the city-that Mr.. CORTLAND and clerks were
gentlemanlike and accommodating, and do you
not generally trade here?"
The fact was, Mr.. Courtland, who was indeed
q finished gentleman, had been charmed with
the beauty of Emily, not less than her we'll
filled purse, and always foremost in welcoming
her, had delicately bestowed ON her many of
those fattering attentions so pleasing to the
heart of woman.
As the party entered Emily shrank behind
her father, but Louisa pulled her sleeve, say ing
"0nly lock, dear cousin Emily, what lots OF
pretty things. Not much like the stores up
where l live can tell you why there they
have pork, cheese, corn, molasses and Goldfish,
besides their calicoes, tapes ,.needles and what
not; don't they, uncle Charles? But this is a
much better way, all calicoes and furbelows.
What an elegant lamp! Well, never! why
it's really worth twenty five cents to come here,
| If its nnly m lnolx MT tho tyy
"Good evening, Miss Howard" said Mr..
COurtlnnd, bowing politely, and affecting not to
notice her embarrassment; "are there any
goods can show you this evening""
"No, she don't want any," replied Louisa,
stepping forward, " but I'd like to buy new
gown"
The remarks of country rustics were not en- =
tirely new to the dealer, and experience had
taught self command; so without changing
countenance, though secretly wondering that
Emily Howard should have so vulgar a rela-
tion, he courteously asked;
"What shall L show you, madam, silk or de-
laines ?"
"Calico first rate, handsome Calico" inter-
rupted Louisa.
~ would like to look at some of your nice
prints" chimed in the affected voice of fash
ionably attired young lady, languishingly
seating herself on stool by the side of Lou
lisa, and ungloving her delicate hand.
The prints were produced, with the usual
commendation of new styles, elegant patterns,
fast colors, unexceptonabe prints, &c., &C.,
addressed alternately to the two inspectors.
"Prints, prints" said Louisa, "I asked for
Calico
"This is the article, madam" gravely re-
piled Mr.. CORTLAND.
DWELL, that's funny name for calico; bat
these are not lively enough; why, they look
just like my old faded wash gown, and would
do better for my grandmother than for ayoung
girl like me. 1 like your real dashy calico, ol
prints, as you call EN-"
The young lady cast a scornful look on The
speaker, and gathered her wide spread, costly
garments about her, as if she feared contain.
ination.
"Look here, cousin Emily" continued Lou.
isa, edo tell me what to buy"
"Assist your cousin in u choice" said Mr.
Howard, and Emily, who Lad purposely KEEP
at distance, was forced to approach.
At the sound of Mr.. Howard's voice, th'
lady on the stool had raised her eyes, and i'm
mediately discovered her to be the before
mentioned Mrs. Wilmot's eldest daughter, an(
one of her most particular friends. With
formal bow for Mr.. Howard, and chilling
smile for Emily, she turned to Mr.. CourtlanC
with, hI see nothing that quito pleases me,
and then minced out Of the store.
80 look, Emily" said Louisa, following he
with her eyes, "wbat widdle- waddle piec
of work that girl makes of walking"
"Why, Louisa" said Mr.. Howard, smiling
"that is what they call graceful"
"Just about as graceful as our ducks; yol
city folks know nothing of grace. 1 only wisl
you could see Mary Lee, the milk maid, tril
along; that's all grace-grace without effort
perfectly natarai, too"
But it will not do for me to be thus minute
lest might weary my readers. Each succeed
ing day brought new trials and modification
to Emily, and it appeared to her as if he
fathers house had never been so thrOnge
with the fashionable of the city.
Sir Edward Walton spent much time witt
them, and it was rumored that he was payin
his addresses to Miss Howard. In vain di
she look for confirmation of the report. Sh
was certain be was deeply interested in heI
and it is no less certain that for his sake sh
would have renounced an absent, but no les
worthy over-not that she loved Sir Edwar
better, but then, he was the son of marquis
and above all, one whom the high h-headed Viii
mots were aspiring, or rather maneuvering t
captivate. But alasl for their schemes; Sir Ed
ward was not one to be eutrapped by art, sine
his knowledge of the fashionable world ha
sickened him of intriguing mammas or atfecto