Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1859-03-04

WHO lS So vigorously NhR0lnU az bIo hoNNto
with her little gold thunble. is Lizzie Lin
ton. At first sight, You would deem that
the Somerton bellies had little to fear from
her rivalry; but, when she raises her head,
and you see the bright color como aud 90
in her cheek, and the mild light in her dark
gray eyes, you would all agree, with the
village gossips, that "swcot Lizzie Linton is
the most charming girl in Somerton.'
Lizzie is an orphan, and POOR one, too;
and, were it not for tho kindness of her
brother-in.law, who took the lonely little
one to his own home and promised TO be to
her as a father, she would be dcsolato in
deed
Do you hear that merry laugh from the
Window Do you see the toe Of that littlo
slipper pceping from beneath the folds of
the curtain? The laugh and the foot are the
property of Maggie Atwood, tho greatest
romp the sun ever shone upon, and favor
ite with every one, notwithstanding. She
has the prettiest pair Of rogush black eyes,
and the most pouting cherry lips, to be
found for miles around. She is the only
daughter of an invalid mother and doting
father. She acts just as she pleases; is re-
sponsible to no one; gets into numberlcss
scrapes, and makes great deal of mischief.
In the present instance, she is giving vent
TO a little Of her pent up vvacity, by singing
snatches of wild songs in the widest .possi-
bic manner. A spirited conversation is go
ing oil between the other three respecting
the beaux. This very interesting subject is
interrupted by the sound Of wheels, and a
scream from Maggie Of
"Do, girls, come here! There is the
greatest specimen of humanity getting out
Of the stage"
The young ladies rushed TO the window.
A curious-lookiug individual was slowly
alightng from the stage. His eyes were
obscured by green spectacles. His hair, Of
a flaming red, stood out, on all sides of his
head, like the quills of porcupine. A
bright blue coat, with brass buttons, and
gray pantaloons, very much too short for
him, completed his equipment.
Screams and peals of laughter from the
windows told that this apparition was not
without its effect on the risable muscles OF
the young ladies'; and the noise was very
much increased when the man quietly un-
latched the garden gate and advanced up
the gravel walk.
"Mercy on us! He's coming right in
What shall we do9 hear his voice in the
hallw These and sundry other excama-
tions were checked by the entrance of the
individual in question, who, bowing politely
to the ladies', inquired for Mr.. Revere
"My brother-in-Iaw is not at home said
Lizzie Linton, coming forward from the win
dow; "plcase be seated, be viii be in pres
emily"
Tho stranger took the chair she hande(
him, and Lizzie could do no less than seal
herself near him. He made some remark.
upon the weather, and our heroine, con
quering n strong inclination to laugh at hi;
remarkable appearance, answered him po
ltely. Lizzie soon heard laughter from the
window, and it became very evident thai
her friends were audiby discussing the Wis
itor.
"Shamc on them y she mentally cxclaim
cd and percoiving that the stranger seemed
much embarrassed, she began conversa
ton which very soon set him at his case.
When Mr.. Revere entered the room, he
found the trio in the window seat shaking
with laughter, and his little sister in earnest
conversation with his visitor.
"Ha! my friend" he exclaimed, "I an
happy to see you. Lizzie, this is Mr.. The
ophilus Boggs, a college chum of mine, and
n highly valued friend. Introduce him tC
your companiors."
Poor Lizzie performed with infinite grace
the not very enviable task of introducing
Mr.. Boggs TO the proud village beauties
who returned his low bow with a scornfu
curl of the lip. Mr.. Revere led off his frienC
to his Office, on business matters, but stop
ped an instant at the door to whisper t
Lizzie, "Mr Boggs is a schoolmaster from
New England. hope you will pay hin
every attention"
When Lizzie communicated this piece o
information to her visitors they declared
s. with one voice, that it was shameful for Mr.
Revere to mako such fuss with mer
schoolmaster.
Miss Julia, with a toss Of the head, "won
dered what the world was coming to, whel
vulgar Yankees were allowed to miugle il
genteel society.
Ale is not vulgar" retorted Lizzie
'though he has an ugly name, and is no
: very prepossessiug in appearance; yet hi
conversation betokens him a gentleman"
~ wonder if he is to stay here altogeth
: er, said Mary Maurice. Il know my broth
ers won't let me come to see you, Lizzie,
he does"
}. "Why, Lizzie" cried Maggie Atwood
). show could you keep your countenanc'
C with those great green eyes staring at yol
r all the timel And such hair, and such I
d shocking coat" and the merry girl flung
= herself on a chair, laughing heartily.
The gentlemen soon returned, and Mr.
t. Revere apologizcd for leaving his guest t.
- the tender merces of the young ladies, a
d he had promised his wife to spend the af
l. ternoon with her, in a visit to lady whC
S lived tcn miles flom Somerton,
" An awkward pause followed his depart
1t ure. Mr.. Boggs essayed to draw Miss Law
r ton into conversation, but her cold sueo
10 and reserved manners chilled him into 81
? ence. Mary Maurice had thrown hersel
or upon the rug, and was busiy caressing th'
kitten, when Mr. Boggs drawing his chai
10 close to the fire, remarked upon the beaut,
" of the animal, and enquired whether sh
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