The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1859-06-02

per, and soon after l saw the dark frin
ges of my fair companions eyes droop
long and often, and began to realize that
she ought to sleep. | knew perfectly
we'll that it was my duty to offer her a
resting place on my shoulder, but hard :
ly had courage to ask that innocent face
to lie on my arm, which was not, as she
thought it that of cousin and a married
man. Recollecting however, that it was
my duty to make her comfortable, and
that could scarcely deceive her more
than l had already done, | proffered the
usual civility. She slightly blushed,
but thanked me, and accepted it by lean
ing her head lightly against my shoul
der, and looking up into my eyes with a
smile. AS you are my cousin" she
said. Soon after her eyes closed and
she slept sweetly and calmly, as if resting
in security and peace. l looked down
at the beautiful face slightly paled with
fatigue, that rested against me, and l
felt like villain | dared not touch her
with my arms, although the bounding of
the cars jostled her very much, but sat
remorseful, until the sleeper settled the
matter by slipping forwardand awaking.
She opened her eyes Instantly, and smil-
ed. cit is Of no use for me to try and
sleep with my bonnet on" she said, (" for
it is very much in the way for me, and l
am sure it troubles YOU" So she re-
moved it, giving me the pretty little toy,
with its graceful ribbons and flowers, to
put on the rack above us. / preferred to
hold it, telling her it would be safer with
me, and after a few objections, she re-
signed it, being, in truth, too sleepy to
contest the point; then, tying the blue
silk veil over her glossy hair, she leaned
against my shoulder, and slept again.
This time, when the motion began to
shake and annoy her, stifled the re-
proaches of my conscience, and passing
my arm lightly around her waist, drew
her head upon my breast where it lay
all night. She slept the sleep of inno
cence, serene and peaceful, but it is need
less to say that l could not close my
eyes or quiet my conscience l could
only gaze down on that beautiful, still
face and imagine how it would spring up
and confront me if she knew what | was,
and how l had deceived her or dream
ing more wildly still, reproduce it in a
hundred scenes which l had never loved,
unless the butterfly loves of my summer
sojourns at Newport or Saratoga might
be SO dignifed. and still less had l ever
dreamed or thought of marrying, even
as possible and far-off contingency
Never before, solemnly aver-never
before, had l so longed to call anything
my own, as | did that lovely face lying
on my heart No, could not sleep
In the morning we reached Buffalo,
and spent the day at Niagara. If had
thought her lovely while sleeping. what
was she when the light of feeling and
expression played over her face, and she
eloquently admired the scene before us,
or was even more eloquently still. /
don't think looked at the cataract as
much as at her, or thought the one crea-
ton more beautiful and wonderful than
the other.
She was now quite familiar with me, in
her innocent and charming way, calling
me " Cousin Frank and seeming to
take certain pleasure in my society and
protection. twas delightful to be greet
ed SO gladly by her, when l entered the
hotel parlor, to have her come forward so
quickly from her lonely seat, where she
had been waiting, not unobserved and
unnoticed, to receive me-to have her
hang on my arm, look up into my face,
tell me all her little adventures alone, and
chide me for leaving her SO long chow
long it seemed to me while every word.
look or smile, seemed doubly dear to
me, because l knew the precarious tenure
by which l held my right. She busted
herself, too, while l was gone Out. with
our joint baggage, and rumaging over
the trunks to find book which had ex-
pressed desire to see-she mended my
gloves, sewed the broken hand Of my
travelling bag, and found my segar case
whenever | lost it, which was twenty
times day, while she scolded me for
the carelessness, which she declared al
most equalled her own. Long ago she
had given over to my keeping her little
porte monnaie, "with all her money in
it, which she was sure she would lose. as
she never could keep anything" and as
she ordered me to take out what was
wanted for her travelling expenses. open
ed it with trembling hands when | was