The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1859-07-20
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"say once again Nellie, you love me-" and
the speaker bent his eyes full upon my
blushing face. The required words were
given and I, Nellie Morrison, was engaged
How strange it all seemed and almost
feared it was q happy dream. I could hear
the rapid beating of his heart as he drew
me in that fond embrace, stroked back the
curls from my brow with mothers ten
dcrness and kissed me again and again.
And there we sat in the dim shadowy twi.
light under the trees, Edmund Allison and
I, talking Of the past, the happy present,
and the golden future; and the light grew
dim and the moments were hurrying by
with rapid footsteps, but our happy hearts
needed not the lateness of the hour. He
arose at last to go, and as bade him good
night in low tremulous tones, he pressed one
more kiss upon my brow, and departed.
watched his manly form until it had disap
peared in the distance; and now life had
sudd My grown brighter. The shadow that
had' 'hlleR On my young Heart when the
el><as.akl - fsai- -Ali-.-ssxi~sa
parents, had in a measure been dis
PEELED, and as I sat at my little chamber
gazing down in the quiet church
yard where their white tombstones cleaned
in the slvery moonlight, the shadow in a
measure melted from my heart and quiet
happiness reigned instead. felt was no
longer alone. Since the death of my par
ents I had lived with Aunt and Uncle
Graves. wish could describe Aunt
Millicent. Hers was a face that always
looked beautiful to those who knew her,
and her glorious blue eyes, it seemed as
though they could read ones very SOUL
And while sat there in the still moonlight,
she stole softly to my side, drew my head
upon her kind, motherly bosom and told
her my. new happiness. .s a..-..
So, Mabel Huges, my aristocratic city
cousin, was coming from the city to spend
u few weeks with us, and Aunt Milly and
Chloe--an old colored servant-and myself
were in . furry of excitement. Chloe was
baking, scrubbing and ironing and was to
tit up the northeast chamber for my cousin :;
Aunt hfNy was general superintendent of
At last all things were in
Dinner was on the table, and
as old wAunt Chloe" stood back and took
q survey Of the table, groaning under its
wcightof dehcacies. she remarked: "Wall
clare u the folks in Philadelphy can sot q
better table dan dat ar''-and her turbaned
head disappeared outside the kitchen door.
The yellow stage at last came rolling up
to the door, and . veritable fairy alighted
The large travelling trunks were handed
down and I,conducted Mabel to her room
After removing her dusty travelling apparel
and sraoethihg down the jetty, shining
braids Of hair, we descended to the dining
And there was to be pic mic in the Glen
the next week in honor Of Mabels arrival
All the yolng people of the vicinity were
to be Invited, Including Edmund and myself
How beautifully Mabel looked in her simple
muslin dress, her round white shoulders
peeping saucily above it, the sleeves looped
up with rose buds just SO as to set of her
dimpled arms-upOn which glistened
circlet of pearls. She was beautiful
Twas not without feeling Of pride that
introduosd my peerless cousin to Edmund.
He was akSrdnt sdmirer Of beauty, and as
his ga1g rested long and full Upon her face
and thsn his quick glance fell upon me, I
felt the blood bounding into my face, for
knew he was comparing me with my
recherche cotisih; l, plain, simple Nellie
Morrison. We rambled the old woods
through that day, enjoyed our dinner 6naly
and when night came we were preparing to
return home. ~ am going to take your
beau, Cousin Nellie" Mabel laughingly re-
marked, $50 look out for another" A dull
pain shot through my heart. Will he leave
me! suddenly asked myself He did 60.
He seemed bewildered, enchanted. She
seemed to have thrown o fairy witchery
around. Fred Vane accompanied me home.
We walked just behind Edward and Mabel.
could hear her merry laugh and his low
earnest tones. Edward bade her goodnight
1t the gate, and as he passed me smiled
goodbye. Iparted from Fred and hastened
10 my room. Oh! why this und.Enable
fear. When next / met him / longed to
ask him "do you not love Cousin Mabely"
but refrained. 1t seemed mere mockery.
How could he help it / thought. She was
and accomplished; /, plain and
anattractiye. Yet had thought my pure
Iirst love had won his heart. 1t was not
the last time Edmund and Mable were to-
yether. They played and sung together,
rambled together over the fine grounds Of
the old mansion and read from tho same
book. They did not think Of asking me to
oin them now.
Twas lovely moonlight night. Mabel
md Edmund were in the parlor. stood
IN the porch hidden almost in the jassamine.
Male looked almost like an angel in her
oose flowing robe, confined at the waist by
! plain silken cord. She was playing thA