The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1859-04-14
How he got his own again.
BY LUCY.

"Good morning, William; / hav.
called to allure you from this noisy city
for few weeks to breathe the fresl
country air. / am bent on ruralizine
in the back woods during the pleasant
September"
al am very sorry, Harry, but it i.
impossible to leave my business for {
day." @
"Dear me, how provoking, but since
it is so, why must even put up with
some Pennamite for a companion"
Harry Leonard was rich mans sor
of Baltimore, q pampered boy, just ou,
of college, with head full of romance
and adventure; and a wonderful con.
ceit of his own perfections. He was
now bent upon trying his fowling piece
in some part of northern Pennsylvania
where it is almost a wilderness, and
where game is plenty. 90" said he
to his friend, "won't l make slaugh.
ter amongst the deers; ah, and the
blushing rustic dears, with their shy
eyes and homespun aprons. Won't
they take me for Jupiter or Apollo p
If any of them should so entitle
you," replied his friend, dryly, "she
will be emphatically -taken.''
A few days found our sapient hero
snugly domiciled in a comfortable
tavern, in one of the mountain districts
of the brave old keystone Common
wealth; and blood, as he fancied him
self, he found very pleasant compan-
ionship in the jovial son of his chatty
landlord, who became his guide and
companion in all his excursions. But
Leonard found that it was not so easy
matter to capture the deer, and as
for the girls, they Stunned him as they
would the wiley panther. He saw
many face and form that might have
queened it in the halls of fashion, but
they seemed to feel the dignity of Ia
Dor, and look down on the frivilous city
idler. He grew quite weary of his
bootless game, and began to think
seriously of going home, when it
chanced one day that he and Davis,
with the aid of a noble dog, captured
young fawn. As is usual with these
wild creatures, rs soon as it found itself
captive, it submitted to its fate, and
followed meekly the leading Of sash
tied round its slender neck. AS they
held their homeward way in high glee,
they were suddenly startled by the
sound of a sweet, clear voice, singing
a wild and plaintive melody.
"Gods!' - cried Leonard, "here is a
singing bird, somewhere"
"Never mind the wild BIRDS" cried
Davis; "it is enough for you to care
for your canaries."
But will see her." cried Leonard,
and following the direction of the voice,
they soon came in sight of young
girl sitting on mossy hillock, between
three embowering elms that dropped
their leafy branches over limpid
brook. She was arrayed in pure white
muslin, and all the wealth of her glossy
hair lay in natural ringlets upon her
bosom and snowy shoulders, while a
wreath of white roses upon her pearly
brow, was her sole ornament.
"Sweet as moonlight Dream" whis-
pered Leonard. "Can you tell me
who she is?''
eyes, replied Davis, doggedly "it
is Rosalie Persia, the fairest flower of
the forest"
Well, come along and introduce
me then, l must make her present of
this spotted fawn, as companion in
her wanderings. She is goddess of
the woods, | know, and no human
voice ever poured such magic music.
She was never born in these forests,
know"
Here he was right. Mr.. Persia had
been rich merchant, had failed
through the yillainy of some for whom
he had endorsed largely, and disgusted
with the hollow world, he had gathered
the wreck of his fortune, and with his
wife and infant daughter, sought peace
and truth in the reign of simple nature.
Mrs. Persa devoted herself to the edu-
cation of her only child, and there was
no womanly accomplishment or branch
OF polite literature with which Rosalic.
was not perfectly familiar. eaa
Startled though she was by the sud-
den appearance of the hunters, she
replied gracefully to their salutations,
and received the little trembling fawn
with real pleasure. The gentlemen
insisted upon taking it home for her,
and Leonard was surprised to find how
near they were to Mr.. Persa's fine farm
and neat dwelling, which had been hid
by the thick evergreen of the skirting
woods.
Leonard was delighted with all he
saw-fairly fell in love with Mr.. and
Mrs. Persa, and ran raving about Ro-
sale. They walked in the fine fields
and orchards, and luxuriated in the
gardens wilderness of flowers; and
when the young men left, Leonard
fancied himself hopelessly in love; and
Rosalie, when she had given her mother
a goodnight kiss, retired, with new