The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1859-10-15
6 will withdraw, and save him the trou-

"Iwill withdraw, and save him the trou-
ble,o said Louisa, in the same tongue.
Miss WIlmot started and Redeemed, while
Sir Edward, almost counfounded, gazed
alternately at the two.
"PIease, gentle lady, be little more
careful in FUTURE" said Louisa driIy, "some
apples are green when ripe"
Quite discomftted, Miss Wilmot seated
herself, and wishing to show off, attempted
very beautiful, but difficult Italian piece,
but not having practiced sufficiently, and
feeling little disturbed at what had trans
pired, she failed entirely.
"Now," thought Louisa, "tiS my time"
and stepping gally forward. with a musical
laugh, she resumed the seat which Miss
Wilmot had left. As her delicate fingers
swept the notes, every lover Of music gath
cred around her, and when, without appa-
rent effort, she had successfully completed
the music on which the now mortified Miss
WiImot had failed, every voice was earnest
in entreating her to continue.
ss What q mysterious angel she ISL
thought Sir Edward, as he viewed her with
rapturous devotion, "what grace of form,
and NOV splendid hair, and
above all, what accomplishments l half
yes, quite-suspect a plot! Ay, have
it now, she is no rustic, but more than n
match for the finest lady here"
At that moment she sang to plaintive
air with her mellow, touching voice, and
Sir Edward was completely subdued not
that good music was a new thing to him, by
no means, but then the conauering little
god had aimed successful dart, th,tt's oil.
"uo not again assume your rustic man
ners," said Mr.. Howard to Louisa, as she
effected polite escape from the importuni-
ties of her admirers "for by this time
Emily understands it all, and am sure is
quite disgusted with the Wilmots.''
While they were speaking, the smiling
Emily advanced, and shaking her finger at
Louisa atiectionatey said:
"You are caught at last, my precious
cousin. When you perform your next COM
edy,eI advise you to take to the stage, as |
have no taste for such cruel thentricals. Do
see those insulting Wilmots-how mortified
they are. You served them right-and the
noble Sir Edward Wilton is, am sure, in
love with their country nuisance. o,
charming charming! Now they will have
chance to envy instead Of despise. But
here he comes laughing right merrily.'
ga delightful comedy, Miss Dalton,"
said he; "but like the closing scene best !;
and, Miss Howard, judging from your happy
face, our tastes are not entirely dlss imilar.'
"And oply think, Sir Edward," exclaimed
Emily, chow cruel to keep me in ignorance
OF the plot. even my own tender hearted
father enjoying my III mortifcation-indeed, |
suspect him of conspiracy. But there it is;
half conceive their motives, suppose |
must feign a cure, for fear of another Bit
ter dose. 0, Louisa, that elegant chair and
pianny."
BY this time, the whole company had
learned that the country rustic was an as
sumed part, and were fast and loud in their
expression Of their admiration of her supe-
rior grace and beauty. Some laughingly
repeated, "There, Emily, can't do it, and
it's no use to try,' others-ss some apples
are green when ripe;'' and others still
"take away, the country nuisance, Some
praised her we,l-spoken Latin, and others,
her Italian performance; while peals of
merry laughter reverberated through the
apartments. The humiliated Wilmots, whose
insulting remarks had not been at all pri-
vate, now saw themselves objects of rideuie
and as earl as possible made their escape.
The remainder of the evening was de-
lightful to all, especially to Sir Edward,
who bestowed an almost undivided attention
upon Louisa, becoming more pleased with
her grace of manners and conversation. so
entirely devoid Of the artificial. Emily felt
no pang of envy at this monopoly, but
rather triumphed in her Cousins success
ever and anon whispering to her happy father
what swcetly matched couple-how ad-
mirably adopted; how intelligent and how
happy they look; the invincible Sir Edward
Is conquered at last. y, charming! charm
ing was her favorite expression of delight.
After the conclusion or the festivities, she
assured her cousin and father that this had
been the most joyous birthday anniversary
she had ever known. The tears of the morn.
in-, like showers in April, had been chased
away by the beamlng sun Of happiness, and
had left no Impressions
On the following day she read with trans.
port letter from her aforementioned
absent lover, containing intelligence Of the
success of his expedition, and promise of
speedy return, and withal, couched in such
winning, attectionate terms as to awaken
the slumbering, but not extinguished, flame
| in her heart. Long she wept over her in
| III HCit- SOstCu VIC,
who, for her sake. had forsaken home and
friends, and nobly braved the perils of the
ocean, and the danger of a sickly foreign
cline, in order to render his fortune equal
to her own, since his lofty soul shrunk from
the groveling fortune hunters, who ever
beset beautiful heiress-and such was
Emily Howard.
And here we leave such minute details,
and'trust to the Imagination of the reader
to portray the joyous return, the two happy
bridals which followed, the transports Of
the parents, the travels on the continent,
the still increasing affection of Sir Edward
for his charming bride, and his hattering
reception by his English friends; and above
all, the entire reform of the now happy
Emily, and the delightful seasons passed BY
the parties in pleasant, and often aaughable
"reminiscences, among the quiet groves OF
Mr.. Dalton's sweet country home- - -