The constitutional union., 1860-11-23
AN OLD NOTE.
BY JENNIE MORRISON.

was rummagng among the old papers and letters in my desk the other day. when came across an envelope bearing familiar hand writing, and opening it. found it to contain the following note
 The compliments of Charles Patterson to Miss Jennie Morrison, requesting the pleasure of escorting her to the |" Meeting of the Choir" this evening"
 March lGth, 10 clock. A. NJ
 And thereby hangs tale" unused l. Shall tell it to you, dear reader? It was the spring of my last college year at M, where, as the catalogue said ladies and gentlemen were admitted on an equal footing" The college building contained only the rooms necessary for college purposes -chapel, recitation rooms, library music room, abratory and society rooms and in con sequence, the students, male and female, boarded with the citizens. Of course. we were not subject to the restrictions which bind students who board in the " institute build ings, but did generally as we pleased when We were not in sight of the faculty. So we had access to the society of each other-not 50 much to be sure, as if We had been at home-but still enough to enjoy ourselves hugely. 1 he boys waited on the girls home from praycr-mcetng, singing-school, etc., and occasionally we had party, given by some of the girls who lived ill town, or by some kind friend who took pity on Us poor, pale victims @ of the midnight oil" As might be ex- pected most of the girls had their gallants- some of them two or three l, being a toler- ably good looking girl, and one of the seniors" of course had my share But couldn't manage hard as tried to lose my heart
 A month before the date of the foregoing note, as 1 took my accustomed seat in the chapel one morning, noticod new student in the |" junior pew the one immediately behind ours. lie was tall, and rather slen- der, with countenance which told, at a glance, of a deep, earnest nature. A heavy mass at dark-brOW curls clustered around his noble, white brow; and when my eye rested on him, he was looking at me with those deep, tender blue eyes of his. felt in moment that he was very different from the wild, mis- | chief-loving students we girls loved to tease. But chapel exercises commenced, and, after they were over, the students dispersed to their respective recitation rooms, and 1 did not see him again.
 | In the afternoon, when I returned to my room, l found my room-mate Kitty Miller waiting very impatiently for me. l was sur prised, for 1 knew she had a recitation after mine, and broke out with:
 "Why, you here, Kit Whats the matter?''
 <" Yes, m here Don't 1t look like me And for your accommodation, lady mine, here is a note from Bon. He wants an answer right away but must hurry back to the botony class, or give an excuse, and that wouldn't do you know. So, quick l forgot to tell you didn't ?' she rattled on, :" Bon told me last night, that Prof Young's nephew, Fred Nor row, had arrived. He was in the chapel this morning; l suppose you saw him. We'll Bon says he is a splendid singer and Profes sor wants you and to go down this evening and sing, l suppose that is what the note is about?"
 |" Yes, I answered, !" and as you are in hurry, l will not wait to write an answer You may tell Bon that he may bring him up.
 q Oui, modemoisette," said Kitty "and suppose We will have some broken hearts err long"
 !" Bah p said L "Run of, pussy, or Bo, will never forgive you for depriving him o the light of your countepance so long"
 Bon Morgan and Kitty were engaged, and of course, together nearly all the time. H was our base singer; and Kitty and wcr