Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1859-03-15
FEKULsNG ANNA HAWKES..
Observation-Disclosures"

"Buzz-buzz-b buzzp'
"Indeed | cannot stand this. Quill
drive me quite crazy with your buzz, buzz,
buzzinp. | must and will have silence.
find that plain, pleasant persuasion will
not do; [ shall be forced 10 resort To a
harsher method. Now listen, one and all,
while assure you that the first scholar,
old or Young, miss or master, young gen
tleman or lady, whom / see whispering
without leave, will ierule!"
The teacher, Mr. Arthur Stone, closed
his bearded lips firmly, and glanced about
the old fashioned school-room with d de-
termined expression, as he ceased speak
ing. He evidently meant just what he
said-meant it in the faces of the stout,
stalwart young gentlemen, and the pretty.
witching, bright-eyed girls about him.
For a moment there was a dead silence
upon all, while every eye was fixed upon
the handsome, resolute face of the teacher.
But in the little crowd Of eager, uptui ned
faces, there was but one which his eye
sought intuitively, drawn as 1t were, by
some strange, mesmerc power. One lace,
and one at that moment which was pretty
picture of piquant beauty, with its saucy,
inquisiiive blue eye, winch met his own
fully and daIingly--lts strawberry red
mouth pursed up by the most provoking
and daring of smiles, that said as plainly
AS words could have said i,-'you won't
ferule me, Arthur Stone, if l whisper ever
SO much"
A sudden flush of anger Redeemed up
into the cheeks of tie young man, and
shot from the depths Of his tiue grey eyes.
as he said. deteiminedly, in answer to the
smile of The red mouth and blue eyes, and
the toss of the dainty head repeat it,;
| will ferule the first scholar whom L see
whispering without leave!"
This time there was no mistaking it,;
there was perceplibie motion Of Anna
Hawkes. pretty head, an unmistakable
light in her eyes, and whole, unbroken
sentence wleathed about the curve of her
lips, as she turned carelessly to her books
you can ierule me if you choose" she
said mutely, not believing that he would
dare to do it,
"And | certainly will" was the silent
reply of the young man, confident all the
while that she would not allow him an op-
portunity of putting his threat into execu-
ton. But he was i'll at ease as he turned
his attention had beeu drawn by the unu-
sual con 'usion. Affairs had taken disa-
greeable turn, an unexpected course, and
whatever he might do, he could not better
them. There was but one way for him
He must put stern face upon the matter.
He must maintain his dignity as teacher,
even if he was obliged to thrust roughly
aside his own wishes and incliuations.-
Anna Hawkes-pleasant, witching, grace
full Anna-the one bright star that threw
so much light upon his arduous. tiIesome
duties; the warm hearted girl who had
grown nearer and dearer to him as the dull,
wintry days went by, till he had dared
hope, silently, yet earnestly, that som etime
he might be more to her than any one else
in the world, even she, if she came be-
tween him and his duties, must be Sacri-
feed. 1t was a miserable thought, and
he greeted it with a long deep drawn sigh.
Not once during that afternoon did he
venture 10 look toward Annals seat, Oh
allow himself to pause anywhere i'll hel
vicinity, for fear his ears might be greeted
by provoking odious whisper. Not once,
L say, but must except the long recess,
during which he watched her eagerly, as
she bent over her slate, working out hel
algebraic problems. apparently lost to
everything about her. Two or three times
he half started from his seat to go to her
assistance, as she knit her white Lrows
perplexedly, but strange new feeling like
pride, kept him back. He thought he had
never seen her look half as pretty or love
able as then, as she sat there bending
thoughtfully over her book, with one white
hand running rapidly and gracefully ovel
her slate. Her dress of dark crimson
cloth, with its full sleeves confined at the
wrists by black velvet bands, fashioned
high in the neck, but in such manner as
to display her full, white throat, was
strangely becoming to her. He had nevel
though so before, but there was certain
refinementin her taste that was truly pleas
ling. 1t was visible in everything she wor'
-the dainty camLric collar confined at thu
throat by dainty cameo breast pin; th'
knots of black velvet ribbon fastenC
about her luxuriant, soft brown braids
the petite black silk apron, with its girdl
of silk cord, and full, large, dropping tas
sells, and even the slender, shining littl
kid boots that peeped daringly out from tn,
folds of her ample skirt. In all his lif
Arthur Stone had never looked upon fac
or figure SO pleasant or captivating. Blu
as he watched her, she raised her eyes t
his face. In moment the pretty serious
ness which had rested so becomiDgly upol