The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1859-08-03

nOticg, the, night before, the circle Of lumi.
nous haze that surrounded themoon, giving
warniae of approaching disorder above
OF couiaa neither considered, as they dash
ed along, needing only their own pleasant
fancies, thefight clouds which, rapidly rising,
soon overspread the southern heavens, and
gradually threatened to obscure the declin.
ing sun. What need had they to antici.
pate the possible interruption Of their
sport2 ~
None certainly. Their aim was plea.
Lucy Brandon, nineteen, daintily beauti.
full, and coquettish by unconquerable femi-
nine instinct, filled the hearts of the youth
Of Winston, and above all, those hearts
gathered within the institution for the
wholesale manufacture of clergymen for
which Winston is celebrated, with fine fren-
zies.
The secular youth swore she was an
angel, The students, whose destiny was
theological, did not swear, but, after invcsti.
eating the subject, and finding that angels
were sometimes imperfect and fallible, pro.
claimed her divine, and in their prisons re-
membered her.
In mis- way they satisfied all the condi-
tons Of their college life. Inside the walls
they were divinity students; outside, they
wercttudents of divinity.
In~confdence it may be revealed that
Miss 1ucy's highest attributes were in fact
of mfrtal order. She was not q bit of an
angel. but she was what is much better for
the purpose Of this world-a charming girl,
with beauty enough to wind golden chains
arould susceptible young hearts, and wit
enough to fasten them with glistening clasps,
WHEREVER she chose. Atthe same time, she
was - could fairly be expected Of q spirited
younK woman who ruled a subservient
selni1ary with rod more rigid than any
professors could WELD; she was, with all
her &rolicsome cOquetry, as discreet as .
dowager, and was not destitute of good
sense, powerful proof Of which was that
she never wrote her name Lucie. Never
thelAss, it is melancholy truth that many
of the n,aidens of Winston persistently re-
fused to recognize those infatuating qualities
which by the rudef creatures were unani-
mously accorded her.
After considerable period of supreme
sway, Miss Brandon at length sighed,
Alexanderwise, for something new to con-
lquer. :"ra
/ She fell in with Mr.. Henry ESQ christened,
but popularity denominated Harry Lang.
tf@d, 2, 6ns young fellow with no theological
iaspiratiorlA, who had come up to Winston
to look after some long neglected relations.
Clever and well-dressed, and with heav.
enly curl to his hair, he interested Miss
Brandon, who forthwith smiled upon him
and baited her Irritation hooks with most
delicate fascinations. With shade of sur.
prise, she observed that her intended victim
succeeded in reaping the full benefit of the
bats, and yet refused to be caught. Upon
this, she became shy, and he commenced a
promiscuous assault upon the affections ol
every available young woman he encounter.
ed. As soma Is it was evident that they
understood each other, they began to laugh
Consultation followed. From laughing Z,
one another they turned to laughing at Miss
Brandon's troop Of suppliant admirers.
am sorry 70 say that the young .lady betray.
ed confidence. She told him how one espe.
cially dsyout adorer. was continually quot.
ing Scriptsnal puffs to her; and how anotll.
er, of chronological turn Of mind, would
insist ON comparing her to new and exquis.
ite specimens Of bugs. Then he told her
quite mallrlsusly, how precarious her rule
was, and cruelty likencd her position to that
Of keeper in lunatic asylum, whose
strength hes in the confidence Of bis subor,
dinates, who having lost their wits, posses,
no power.of combination among themselves
to defeat his plans. Occasionally Miss
Brandon was . little tart; sometimes Mr.
Langf0rd was little rude but they usual
ly kept within amicable bounds, and wer,
understood to be excellent friends-nothinf
more! sas,