Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1861-05-14
MISCELLANY N Y
How | Fell in Love and How |
Fell Out.
BY HARRY CLARK.

I fell in love when l was passing Summer at
Saratoga. She, the woman adored l mean,
was fair enough to plead my excuse for the truth.
She had SOFT fair hair, which she wore in the
most glossy of braids, wound round small, ex-
quisitely shaped head she had large black eyes,
making a most bewitching contrast TO the lighter
hair; and clear, pale complexion, white as
snow; black eye brows and lashes completed
the piquant contrast She was neither tall nor
petite just about the size tha. is the most tempt
ing for the caresses of tall man. Just tall
enough tor the head to lie confdingly against
my shirt front, and the lips to be within kssa-
BILE distance by slight bend of my head.
"Mr. Graham allow me to introduce you to
my cousin, who joined our party this morning
''Tbank you for the offer" And bent my
arm TO accommodate the tiny hand of saucy
little brunette, with whom had been carrying
on a desperate Irritation for three weeks.
"What is her name, Miss Stanley s' in
quired.
elizabeth Stanley; but as she is fair and
slender, we cali her LII"
Lily Stanley it was q name to fall in love with
only took one look, and my heart was gone
distinctly felt the void it left, when it sprang
from under my vest, into Miss Staney's posses
sion. | don't know what she wore, but her fair
face and slender throat rose above clouds of soft
white lace. There were pearls here and there
and, altogether, if | had inSanely fallen at her
feet, shond have only acted out my sensations
1t broke in upon this rsptnrous dream to hear
my first flame, Miss Kate Stanley, say
The Redowa ! am engaged to Capt. Haw
ley, and here he comes" i, 81 sas
| Did | ask her to dance2 | am sure don't
know. / recollect only, that five minutes later
we were gliding lazily through slow, dreamy
Redowa, and held a tiny white gloved hand in
mine, and found my idol was not the spiritual
form she looked, by clasping my arm round a
substantial waist slepder, graceful waist,
but still made of flesh and blood, likewise silk.
whaleboue and lace. @
l was to have gone home the next day; but
could not do it. Leave Saratogal Leave the
Paradise that contained my angel. / could not
endure the idea My partner wrote the most
appealing letter, threatening bankruptcy, ruin,
all sorts of horrors, if did not appear inmedi-
ately 10 the counting house; but | wrote saw
agely back that rnin was heaven compared to
absence from -, and there stopped, because
the carriage waited for me to take my angel to
ride. Dick pondered over the blank but con-
cluded must be engaged in some speculation,
and wrote warning letters accordingly. 81
Pink silk and roses, blue silk and forget-me-
nots, lilies of the valley in white bonnet, and
other attractions too numerous to mention, sue
ceeded the white lace and as my senses came
slowly back to me, and had eyes for details, /
was charmed with the neatness of every dress,
from the glossy braids to the tiny slipper. The
silks were deliciously fresh; the lace always
snowy white; the skirts and stockings, some
times displayed by the raising of diess, were
always SO pure, so fine and smooth, that every
day found me more deeply in love.
Parting time came at last. Miss Stanley went
to visit her auat in Boston, found out that we
both lived in Philadelphia-=and | returned to
the counting g-house and my disconsolate partner.
A month of painful separation famed the
fame the month of intercourse had lighted in
my heart. The fair face was in all my dreams
now with dropping lilies falling from the soft
braids, now set in the fine lace of the most be-
witching blue bonnet, now wresthed with pale
pink rose-buds now under the shadow of the
dropping white plumes of her riding-hat.
Walking down Walnut street, one lovely Sep
Tember morning, saw lady stepping in the
cars. One glance at the neatly gloved hand cent
the blood to my hearts the little gaiter made it
give sudden oound; and then fair face made
it palpitate till | nearly ohoked. y
She was at home [ should hear again the
soft, low voice, whose every moduation told Of
her angelic temper. l should see the sweet and
lovely smile that always greeted me, and again
be in Elysium Al, mel
| could not call until the following morning;
then LETT Dick groaning over neglected Vest
ern customers and went home, donned my white
suit of linen, with narrow black neck tie, and
smootiIed my finest shirt front over my broad
chest, drew on my most intensive pair OF pale
buff kids, set bee ming straw hat over nicely
arranged curs, aud sailed forth. ,fa 4-~ ssa
I ron liOhtlV m, the stems of 1617-- street
and rang the bell, gave my card to the girl who
opened the door aud went into the parlor. 1t
was in that semi-dark state fashionable in the
warm months, and, coming in from the glaring
sunlight, could at first see nothing ! groped
my way to seat.
II say wont!"
A shrill, harsh voice in the next room, gave
forth this sentence with an angry vehemence
that startled me.
A low, sweet voice answered.
s.Lily, my deari" fl0 ~ ana
ssYour dear don't want to be coaxed,"
answered the first voice. sIaoiU CO. and there's
the end OF it, t.1
"But you have been away all Summer, and
Jennie has not left home at all "
sJennie What does great, ugly, red FACED
thing like her want at watering place I"
ssShe is your sister" .ao sa...o ga q, h ssf.
well let her wait till I'm married, and then
,be can rule here. have set my heart on going
70 aunt Nell's and I'm going.n
The folding doors were thrown back, and /
saw into the next room.
Upon the sofa lay pale, delicate looking la
dy, evidently an invalid. Near her stood tall,
rather ugly girl, with a high color, probably
Jennie; bnt the most prominent figure stood in
the opening she had made by throwing back the
doors A faded calico WRAPPER torn out under