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of competition, creature that would be
eclipsed, burnt up in the blaze of city
soiree.'
'And you resolved to have revenge for
the wrongs done her victims: to attack her
and teach her sautary lesson2'
Right. Aud as rang the bell at my
friends door | murmured-' -'Rual bells ought
not to be too confident-too saucv.'
~ few moments more found me sitting
by The side. ola sweet, modest girl, to whom
in tho confusion Of n crowd much more
numerous and dazzling than expected,
some one had introduced me in so hurried
manner as to leave each one in ignorance
of the others na,ne
Il looked at her-she was Venus
i danced with her she was a sylph!
4 heard her sing-she was an angel!
Absolutely the village coquo te was quite
forgot; she had utterly passed from mind
in the seducing loveliness-tbe simple, mod.
est grace-the exquisite air ofelcgancc and
Propriety which my charming acquaintance
exhibited.
AT length remembered. I took my
gaze from her countenace and looked around
for the Object Of my former curiosity. A
snperbly dressed girl was dancing near US,
all fealhers-flounces, Jewels blazing
ruslling-l"ughing aloud-sming on this
whisperingto that one-suffer-
ing third to hold her hand, and fourth
TO tie her shoe. -.
This is her. said to myself. This is
the terror Of our country swains. What
mistaken ideas ofbeauty! All ! what coarse
uncultiva,ed taste. But',is plaiu-,hey
have never seen painting and statuary.
They have never read poetry. They are
ignorant of true beauty
Then withdrew my gaze. My eyes
again rested on the face Of my charming
friend. No decorations were ,here-no
tinsed-no gaudy. vulgar solicitations for
the crowds attention; but rather a studied
reserve, classic simplicity, a natural grace
and refinement ofsoul had taught her those
true dement's Of beauty which painters spend
their lives in lesrning. Her rich hair WAS
! parted with severe absence of ornament
on head hy far the most chastely beauli-
tul III the room. Her radiant eyes beamed
with tender feeling which made the heart
| tremble, and the suhdued and ,hougtful ex-
preston visible in her countenance rescm-
, bIed the melancholy smile Of an au,umnal
morning, which falls upon the still earth
through silver mist, at once as pleasing
as happiness and as sad as sorrow. A crea.
| ture so beautiful had never seen before.
From that moment, I, too, believed in bro
ken hearts.
Here WAS Shakspheare's Juliet, but where
the Romeo?
THE thought made me turn as ifa revela-
ton divine had dawned upon my soul.
"A moment afterward-I was called 10 the
dance.
Dance with mea said 1
| There was all arch smile on her plump,
rosy lips, as he replied:
i have refused'three already. said I
was engaged
| Our eyes met. If love ever flas! ed in a
glance. had kindled in the bosom Of this
angelic creature fame like that which
was every moment burning more ardent in
mine.
Our eyes met again. Wonderful, wen.
derful orbs TO be ne source of such delight
TO be the windows through which so much
heavenly bliss can be poured in upon the
soul! .
i took her hand rs it. rested cozily upon
her knee. It was small, jand white, and
soft, like nothing elsesin nature. MOTTO
press it slightly WAS O. impossible as for the
thirsty pilgrim not to oarink. The pressure
was Returned !>a food Of rarfnre rolled
along my nerves. Surely some heavenly
power led my steps over enchanted ground.
Every look WAS laagnage. Every motion
deIight-eyery touch elgquence, happiness,
iovel
'YouS$ill not refuse mel C.
II said this ip a tone soft and low.
. drew hsrsgsasly as zephyrs kiss the half
opened Asassk And even as they. with
.bashful refuetaare, unfold their. leaves and
blush toHeet the light, SO this modest
.crsaturesy!elded to my impulse, and led
Fiber through a dance,tbat seemed a dream,
only it vas too delicious. The opr6ftunily
was not neglected. whispered Usher ear.
igrew bold and saucy. and her. fine eyes
flashed mp to mine with peffect sa.isfac.
tlon Which told me my conquest was com.
plete. 80
The dance was over An engagement
with friend hurriei me away. .
4 will see yeu again, soon,' whispered