The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1860-10-17

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"Do tell Us, how was il 81 cried ds We both
simultaneously; but she blushec, hesitated
laughed and said - e. ila aaFila''aas7 :
at isn't worth telling. Is II, Mr.. Nor.
ton !"c5I o. sas'sa7q a5,T s7sla stj gdi !
Papa laughed till the water stood in hi.
eyes. 'S .i''a -'i.so4
ls'"JGst as you please, Miss Thornton" re.
piled he. "If you don't wish II, fortunes
Fshan't draw Il from me-" ','4 'o" '''''' +
OF course, our curiosity was excited to The
highest pitch, and her brother insisted on an
EexPlanstion.. tA'''a. q s''ii'.Il-7 '''H'
SNOW Mbria, have told You every par.
Pticular, from the time Miss Morton did me
the honor to enter the carriage, up to the
present moment, not even emitting one o.
my 6neisil speeches. II Is bot fair ithst yet
should tell your adventures. SO imagine
me father confessor, and proceed" 'a''"
"Oh, Graham! what tease you are =
However, there is not SO much to tell, YOU
need be SO anxious to hear it, You remem. =.
Der when Emma Wilson stopped me on the
pavement? She told me she was going to
be married next week to Mr.. Monroe, and
she has only known him three weeks, the n
fshe wishes me TO be bridesmaid, and request
ed me TO invite ycu to take me with them on
their bridal tour All this news so startled
me, that had jumped in the carriage, and
ridden some FIVE or six blocks before fully
realized it.. Then wondered whether OF
mot you would take me; and the more
thought of II, the more wished 10 90. Sc
knowing you felt rather cross, thought
would cock you q little, IL" ..fS-3
Here Miss Maria came to q dead pause,
and blushed. l saa ssaas saEn
I "Go on ~ cried her brother. but papa in.
terposed with merry twinkle in bis eye,
"lf Miss Thornionl will allow me, will
6nishU and tell my part Of the story. 'Inthe
theatre / saw my little girl wos not very
happy; SO when We were. returning,
thought silence would be the best cure, and
lett her to her own reflections. We had
nearly reached the ferry, when she moved
nearer TO me, -and"-here Maria com.
menced a close inspection OF the. chair
against which was leaning-"she put both
around my neck and kissed my cheek ~
Amid our merry peals OF laughter, papa con-
tinued: "Well Annie dear, how do you feel
now O. For an answer, / was greeted with
the most terrible shriekI ever beard. (You
certainly have good lupgsimy dear.) "Why
Annie,,' said ], "wbot is the mattcr -
Scream after. scteam, followed, mingled
| with The worde, 'ties.me out: open the door
| Where's Graham let me out! y"Bless my
stars is this girl crrzy 90 "Anniej wba
ails you! "Oh, you dreadful man!-
Where's my brother! let me out And she
made. frantic attempts TO open the door," .
Here our loud and continued laughter
wakened the sleeping inmates, for several
night capped heards appeared above balus.
Ter, and voice inquired, "What is all that
fuss about 2" linggH a& 70 ,asaada aEf
1geOh, mother 4" said Mr.. Thornton, in a
CHEEKY ringing tone Every different from the
surly voice in the carriage reader, } "do come
down, I,havc something rich to tell you; and
call father too - al sa aasaia an aea .J
But papa nterposed. and said we had tres
pissed on their hospitality already too long,
and our carriage was waiting in the rain.-
So we Withdrew, but not before cards were
given. and mony promises made of future
acquaintance and friendship. AS Maria and
exchanged a parting kiss, | noticed what,
in the confusion, had escaped my observa.
ton, that we were nearly the same height
and size; and by singular coincidence,
dressed id almost the same ma nner. ] will
be generous, and cenfess she is little bit
prettier than /. -.-, .z nia es =aI9
One pleasant evening not long since, !
sat in the dim moonlight, listening to low
breathed words, aud meeting radiant glances
from ustrous love lit eyes Chow should
ever think them fierce y when.the dim quie,
was disturbed by "a violent wiring at the bell
We both listened intenlly, as the servant
opened the door, ond heard the mincing,
affected, well known toues of George Berk'
ley, iuquiring if Miss Morton was at home
All, thought with d sigh OF thunkfulhess,
that dream is passed. MY companion press
ed qu.e., kiss upon my lips, os John hest
tatingIy answered at thesdoor.i ,aa#ss'tis
"Yes, sir, Miss Annie's at home, but-sbe
IL engaged l5.s,,, t.',.e.esa "a n