The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1861-09-17

astonishing question from blue eyes.
Were you ever in love, Mr.. Smith z
ASKED She.
Ma-adam, young lady, I--l-yoa amaze
me.
There, there, young man, don't 60 IN
10 Mysteries
No, thank my STARS; that's a female
accomplishment.
sDon't be rude, sir. | have been in love
fifty times
Well said brown eyes, don't add
another time to the list by falling in love
now
1T is a wonder that she don't, as / am
rather good-looking,' said ], beginning to
wonder where all my courage was coming
from.
You are fattering yourself now, said
blue eyes.
And why shouldn't a good-lookng fell
low hatter himself9 asked /.
Oh do hold your tongue; you talk as
though you really thought you were good
looking
This blow TO my vanity made me hold
my tongue, and held it some time but
brown eyes, thinking perhaps that in
tended TO hold il for ever, SCI il going again
by yASking the following
12arl cous le Franeost T
What do you mean by that? asked
innocent |.
: Do vau snaaL Eroncb -
No, andswered |, supposing that She
was asking a question but my mother
can
The laugh that greeted this display Of
simplicity was tremendous, as others who
had gathered round joined in, and | was
once more in an unhappy state. j pulled
my handkerchief out Of my back coat tail
pocket, and drew lot Of apple peelings
With it, throwing them over the carpet and
or the ladies' dresses. The whole party
laughed, aud retired 10 the other parlor,
leaving me alone in my glory TO pick up
my apple peelings. While engaged in this
occupation Dick appeared, helped me to
finish my task, and led me away TO be in
troduced to another Of his friends, whom
he called Clara Mullins. Stammering and
blushing, wishing that ! was at home, adj
ded another TO the list Of my acquaintance,
and prepared myself for more scenes.
But Miss Mullins put me entirely at
ease. Oh, she was such charming girl,
nothing Of the quiz about her, and full Of
am r,os.ian a.. !. LasIf,I ,.,n, A,l .,,al
curls, aud such-but | am afraid of going
into transports at the bare thought OF her
! learned that she knew my mother, and
received promise that she woald call and
see US next day. After more conversation,
she was called to play The piano, and ! vol
unteered TO turn the music sheets; she
sang and played sweetly, and | became so
lost in reyerie over her, that my turning
of the sheets was merely mechanical =
Suddenly both singing and music ceased !;
this brought me to my senses, and | looked
at Miss Mullins, asking what was the
trouble. She appeared much mortified,
and pointed at the music sheets Il was
actually holding page upside down The
scene that followed may be easily imagin-
ed Supper was now announced, and the
company began pairing-of for the dining
room. Dick and Miss Mullins were no.
where 10 be seen, but | was resolved TO
find partner, and seeing lady sitting
alone with her back TO me, | advanced,
and before | could see her face | very po-
litely offered my arm, asking the honor Of
her company. She did not hear me, and
! was about TO walk in front Of her and Of
fer my arm, as should have done in the
first place, when | felt a tap on my should
er. turned round and found Miss Muf-
fins. She took my arm, and as we left
the spot, said:
q was your good angel that time; you
have had lucky escape--look behind you.
] looked over my shoulder; the lady,
with a small man at her side, was follow
Ing me. 1t was the tigress. AT the sup
per table | made blunders as usual, and
was in perfect sea of mistakes until we
were back in the parlor. Dancing soon
followed on return, and Dick would make
me dance, although knew nothing about
it. Ny dancing consisted of hopping and
jumping, tearing of ladies' skirts, spelling
sets, treading on eyerybody's toes, getting
hold of the lady that belonged to s,me.
body else, and being called great big
monkey by young miss, who promised
to tell her big brother if ran against
her again. ] kept clear Of the tigress and
the small man in black, considering il the
safest policy. When dancing was over,
Dick introduced me TO maiden lady who
was sitting quite alone, looking like the
last rose Of summer She was extremely
sentimental; talked Of blighied hopes, fic-
kle man, and how women in general
{meaning herself in particularly were born
TO be cast in the shade. She quoted poe
try Of the most dismal kind, and sighed
once. Oh, that sigh it was like the last
gasp Of an expiring bellows. We talked
OF love; she said that she never felt any
love for the other sex; innocently sug-
gested that perhaps none Of the other sex
had ever felt any love for her.