The Perrysburg journal. [volume] (Perrysburg, Ohio) 1853-1861, 1861-01-31
How ! Lost My Lover.
DY NELL CLIFFORD.

Bl NElb CLIffOhD'
BE careful of the fire, Nelly" was the
last iriunc,ion of a thou and that my parents
uave me, AS they started off on a vis to some
relatives residing eastward beyond the White
Mountains. They were to remain absent a
bout fortnight; and | was to be commander
in-chef of rows of shining mk.pans, pots,
kettles, and household aft irs in general and
particular.
Farmers wives know that this is a post oi
considerable importance, one Of hard duty
and constant watchfulness / was SO
thoroughly convinced OF my competency as a
housewife, thai | was soely Iitated when my
goCd mother implied doubts of it, by her
countless and rep ated charges.
Now thougnt, 81 am alone in my glory"
as | sat down to recover the breath and pa
ii nee had lost in racing after collars, gloves,
pins, and neck ties; and in order to pr pare
for commencing operations, which received
should astonish my unbelie'ing parents, and
show them what a treasure of a daughter tn y
unwitingly p,ssessed, | glanced around. The
rooms were IN woful confusion. Band boxes,
lesser boxes, boots, coats, pants, and cast-ofl
shirts were scat cred over the floor and chairs;
co6wabs hurg from the ceiling and windows;
on the table lay huge pile Of unwashed dish
es and he halfopened doors revealed
tumbled beds and mussy toilet stands. This
accumulation of disorder would have drived
Lord Chesterfield distracted; and no wonder
that the mirror opposite reflected heated
and impatient face. was no longer to be
daunted, however, for | had notion to try
what pair of spry feet and hands could ac-
compl sh. At that instant, the old clock in
The sitting room pealed forth one, two, three.
four, five; the morning was yet young, and |
arose with quick step and liz heart
Broom, brush, diSh-cloths, and p .rsevering
labor, got the mastery; and shortly survey
ed with proud satisfaction the beautiful order
had brought about. Something still was
wanting and snatching my broadlim from
its accustomed nail, with eager footsteps |
sought my flower garden. lecting choice
roses, p,nsi.s 8, and verbenas, | transferred
them to our cosy parlor, very angels of fra
GRANGE and beauty. Nor was this all. | de-
termined to get dinner that would shed
honor upon me; so, bearing my arms, | was
soon deep in Aunt Dnah's mysteries, thought
busy, and as the sequel will prove, thought
wandering
Through the tender care Of the novelist, a
heroin retains the immaculate whiteness of
her robes, even though she should wade
through ud-Euidle. He knows it would
never do to Introduce her washing bedrag-
gled and bespattercd skirts it would sound
unromaic. Well once was simple enough
to believe all his fbs, and inclined to initiate
mis- lady Angelas in dress so dOaned my
daintiest white mu.liu. While | stood before
the glass, l could not help feeling good
deal of ma ural, feminine vanity for was
looking my very best True, my figure was
rather tC short, and its proportion was of too
healthy fulness for elegance; and, according
to The American type of beauty, my cheek
was of too rich a color; but | was pretty
there was no gainsaying it. My short, thick
curls and bright black eyes were attractive ;;
and knew it. was a vain pu5s then, a.
petted ha' a'f-spoilt, only dtu., hter, and heiress
to broad acres. You'll ask for whom were
all these preparations Certainly not for
lone me. WHO ever heard of girl of eight
teen working and puttering at such a rate,
when she does not expect a beau? You see
knew, intuilively, that Philip Dean would
come-you know Phillip There has been a
little kindness growing up between us two
from mere babvhood. He had carried my
dinner basket night and morning, during all
our school days; and always insisted that |
was much handsomcr aud better than rival