The Lambertville press. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1858-1???, 1859-11-03

/ snould DE really proud to see you his vile. 1t
is a good deal to say, my darlng.''
And suppose / don't fancy the gentleman,
father?" questioned the beauty her dark eyes
sparkling mischievously
Oh, no! | understand that dandy of a.
what's his name carried off youfheart, did he !?
fe! ie Title; but although shall use my
best endeavors to prevent your marrying a scamp
| will not force you to wed saint. But never
mind only forget that detestable-"
Love goes where It's sent is an old saying. .
Scamp, you mean
fTillie did not finish her sentence only won-
dered where the said gentleman or scamp was,
and thought what d pity it was he was such a
ridiculous fop, and smiled as she remembered his
outlandsh name. She wondered where hewas,
and sometimes feared she had little, a very
small particle Of regard for him, and wished he
would come back to Craftsyi1e, but why it was
she could not tell. So the time passed, and
Title was still free Mr. Blackwell, after his
refusal, soon found him another mate, and the
laughing Title declared she knew that his love
for her was not very lasting, as he was so easily
suited again.
Six months had elapsed since Gustayus Adolf
plus Jewsenberry babe adieu to the little village
of Craftsville, when again every one was excited
by the establishment of new store on the cor
ner. The aforesaid corner was formed by the
tavern ofthe village, the post Office, the black.
smiths shop and large building intended for
two stores, one of which had long been empty
but now was occupied. A. Mr.. White had
brought on complete assortment of fancy dry
goods from the east, and for awhile every one
was on tiptoe to ascertain what sort of person.
age this Mr.. White was
He was not what would be called handsome
man-to be sure his eyes were dark and express
sive, and his features good, yet his face was in.
nocent of that beautifer, Spanish moustache.
Mr.. White was of agreeable manners, though
rather reserved; the ladies declared he was
perfect barbarian, for he had not one word Of
compliment for them, let them spend as many
hours over their toilets as they pleased and the
gentlemen persisted he was the most unsociable
fellow they ever knew, as he closed his doors at
precisely nine O'Clock, and would not join in their
friendly gatherings at the tavern of an evening.
There he stood behind the counter or at his desk
from early dawn till late in the evening, and per-
haps in the whole town of Craftsyille there was
but one person who appreciated his industry.
Mr.. Walters, from his shop across the street,
saw it all, and was often heard to recommend
persons to trade at his store in preference to
the other. -
1T think you need new bonn Ell; my DEAR"
said Mr. Walters one evening to his daughter.
Mr. White has just received few very choice
ones, and you had better call there and look at
them before they are gone; and Title, by the
may captiyate him with your bright eyes if you
can"
Tillie did purchase hat that very afternoon,
and Mr. White declared the handbook too large
for her to carry, 50 he took it over in the even
ing Tea was just ready so Mr.. Walters very
naturally invited him to stay and partake Of his
hospitality, and the before mentioned gentleman
at once consented.
Now why it was Mr.. Harry White overstep
ped his ordinary rules we are unable to say, but
it was half past nine o'clock when he said good
evening to Mr. Walters and his daughter: At
ter the door closed behind him, Title whispered
to her father.
''He is real gentleman, is he not
g Yes, to be sure; none of your tops and
monkeys, can assure you; admire your taste
this time; there is q great difference between
him and that conceited puppy of Jewsenber-
ry."
"Tillie said nothing she only thought how
strange it was she should think of this same Gus
tavus Adophus every time she saw Mr. White
they looked enough alike to be brothers =
That could not be; perhaps they were cousins
at any rate she determined to ascertain.
A few evenings after, Mr.. White called again,
and time after time, and very strange Mr. Wal
tiers always had business away from home, so as
to leave him alone with Tillie.
And, stranger still, one evening Mr. White
/ whispered few words in her ear to which we
did not listen, but they brought the rich color
/ to her brow and the long lashes fell over her