The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1860-03-15
GbOire Afa1ing,
From the -IIidnfic KOnh
Love aIed SeIf-EOye.
(Conclu}el.


"Ehie, nv old friend Agnes Vaughan
is coming here to day; SO make yourself
fair, that you may do honor to my choice;
for she desires to see you, and l wish my
Scotch harcbeIi to look lovely to this
English rose" said, half playfully, halt
earnestly. as we stood together looking
out across the aogery lawn, one summer
day. a
DO sou like me to he pretty, Sir?'
she answered, with 4. flush of pleasure oil
her upturned face. p" | will try TO maze
myself fair with the gifts you are always
hcaping on me; but even then | fear ]
shall not do you honor, nor please. your
friend, am so small and young" ga
a careless reply was on my lips, but,
seeing what a long way down the littl"
figure was. | drew it nearer, saying, with
a smile, which knew would make an
answering one
Dear, there must be the bud before
the flower; SO never grieVe, for your
youth keeps my spirit young. To NE
you may be a child forever; but you must
learn to be a stately little Madam Vent
nor to my friends. " .-st
She laughed eaycr laugh than I had
heard for many a day, and soon depart
ed, intent on keeping we'll the promise
she had given. Ar hour later, as I sat
busted among my books, a little figure
elid4d in, and stood before me with It's
jcwelled arms demurely folded on its
breast. 1t was Efie, as | had never seen
her before. Some new freak possessed
her, for with her girIish dress she seemed
to have laid her grlhood by. The brown
locks were gathered ur, wrcathing the
small head like coronet aerial lace and
stkcn vesture shimmered in the light,
and became her we'll She looked and
moved a fairy queen, stately and small.
[ watched her in a silent maze, for the
face with its shy bushes and downcast
eyes did not seem the childish one tnfn-
ed frankly to my own an hour ago. With
a sigh | looked up at Agnes's picture, the
sole ornament of that ROOM and when |
withdrew my gaze the blooming vision
had departed | should have followed it
to make my peace. butI fell into a fit OF
bitter musiny, and forgot it till Agnes S
voice sounded at my door.
She came with brother, and seemed
eager to see my young wife; but Efie did
not appear. and | excused he- absence as
a girlish freak, smiling at it with them,
while chafed iuwardIy at her neglect,
forgetting that | might have been the
cause
Pacing down the garden paths with
Agnes at my side, our steps were arrest
ed by sudden sight of Etie fast asleep
among the flowers. She looked flower
herself, lying with her flushed cheek pill
lowed on her arm, sunshine glittering on
the PIES of her hair, and tie changcful
lustre of her dainty dress. Tears moist
eued her long lashes, but her lips smiled,
as if in. the blissful land of dreams she
had found some solaee for her grief.
z" A Sleeping Beauty worthy the
awakening of any prince. !" whispered Al
lIcd fduSHdu, P"u'i"S "ttt "ttt 49, 80
eyes. ..............y -. -. -
4 Slight frown swept over Agnes's face,
but vanished as She said, with that low
toned laugh that never seemed uumusl-
cal before ~. ----....i... =.
I'VE must pardon Mrs. Fentnor's
seeming rudepess, if she welcomes US with
graceful scenes like this. A childwife $
whims are often prettier than the world
formal ways ; 50 do not chide her, Basil,
when she Eakes. E--.,,. -
| was proud man then, touched tslsl easily !!
BY trivial things. Agncs's plying man.
ner stung me, and tie tone in which |
wakened Ellie was far harsher than it
should have been. She sprang up and
with a gentle dignity most new to me re.
ceiysd her guests, and played the part of
hostess with grace that well atole1 tor'
ber offence. .... -.-...- IS
Agnes watched her silently as she went
before US with young Vaughan, and even
L, rufIed as my temper was, felt certain
.v;J, IN tha Icviu1 creature who for my