The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1861-05-01

Eyes"
"And little Fannyi"
He eyed me curiously, as if wondering
who on earth could be.
"Yes," he said slowly, she is alive, but
she isn't SO very little nuw she's almost rs
tall as you are, and almost oil enough 10 be
married. She's gong 10 be married next
winter"
Here was news. Fanny was two years my
junior. According to this calculation what
was old enough forf
"Oh-and Jeremiah-where is h..'
"He-oh-he-Jeremiah--he's-"
Such stammering and Llushing-l could
not imagine for what.
Just then hearty voice outside shouted
out, Got that rake done, Jerry"
Good gracious" | exclaimed, ARE You
my cousinf"
lie dropped the rake as If il Eurut him,
and ran To the door and flung my arm, a.
round the nice looking old farmer alio was
coming in.
"hullo! Don't choke me-" lie splnitrred
out. " Fan-let me go, III pull YOUR ear.
for you, you jade! can't bteathe.'
"lt isn't Fan y said Jeremiah. breakin
4
Not Fan! Why who-who on esrth -
It's ], uncle" | said, letting ann see
my face.
lda--is il you-grown up -ynu',e got
poor Wills face. sure enough" and II wa,
my turn to be chokeJ, while Jeremiah stood
looking solennly on.
Come here. you stupid fellow. and kiss
your cousin:' shouted Uncle George. anI
Jeremiah came bushing, and looking a. il he
would lar rather bite me. He Just tonrlrd
my cheek, and bolted into the house with his
lace as red as fire. Uncle George aud
went down for my yalise and then IolInwrd
him. Fanny, pretty iair.haired girl. very
little changed irom the child WIN cried 10
ride upon the hay, met US on the steps. IL
IS rather pleasant sometimes, Clara. To come
home and have the latted calf killed Tor ,uu,
even though you may not exactly deserve Il,
supped that evening IN the farm house
kitchen. sitting next my uncle. and opposite
my Cousin Jeremiah, who burned himself
with his tea whenever looked his way, and
turned crimson as sunset sky. After the
meal was over aud the cows had been milk
ed, we all sat in the little parOr uhnse lropt
door opened out upon the yard. Nv uncle
smoked his pipe meditatyely. Fanny sat
beside me on the threshhold, her brother
loomed up in the background like a figure ii
stone. aud Talbot. with whom had renewed
my acquaintance. lay stretched nut at luIi
length on the carpet, with has head 10 ny
lap.
Five years, Ida, since you were here"
said uncle George. " We thought ,ou had
quite furgOtten u.s."
Not BIZ of IT,"
did not think proper TO tell him how
near had dune 80. or to state the exact rsa.
sou Of my visit. Truth lies, ynu knnw nv
dear, at the burtam ol well. aud her ioiir
Is not always exactly suitable for presrnta.
tion.
"you used 10 ride on the hay, yau an,l
Fanny--anh many time have seen ,uu On
the brown colt, behind Jerry. with your atm.
around his waist. remember ,on perfect.
", a slim little thing. in q green singban
iroek, sun bonnet, and panialrtls that wrIr
always 10 trouble-either getting ,Ollrd or
falling off,
tried 10 check my unele's nnraman,ic
"reminiscences. for faneied heard ehu.llr
IN the dark corner. What city belle like.
10 be reminded of The time when .hr aorr
muddy panialettes, aud had, ! doubt mi,
dirty iacei
Uncle George, you used To- sing to NE
when had done remarkably well all ,la,, lrt
me hear you now."
"0h, I'm too old Tor that-rse turned
that business over TO jeremiah"
" Dear me can he sing;"
Like nightingale, nv dear: he beat,
me out and nut. Tune up. Jerry, aud let ,d4
judge for hersell.'
The figure IN the corner grumblrd nBt az
inandible excuse.
"Bashful. heyi Well. get your flute. tlen.
you cant be afraid TO play, il yos are to
sing, no one can see you"
Jeremiah blundered out Of the rum, IN.
setting a chair or twh in his wa,, an,l pres. 4
emily returned. and statinned himself pncr
more on the sofa. AZ the first nntr, ralbut
pricked up his ears, and deserted me--he
was a mssicai ,log--an did not blame him
Tor ststioning himself al his Young masters
feet. when | heard hun play. Ofpheus him.
self could hardly have had more skill, or
taste, or feeling. than my unknown cousin.
! uttered an exclamation Of delight, aud
dragged Fanny up 10 him.
"Oh, play something else, don't stop yet"
| said, as Ne tried 10 beat a retreat.
"Are you fond of music !"
"Yes, when IL is like yours"
Ny compliment. aud The earnest way 10
which I listened. seemed to put him ii his
ease he played all my fayorite tunes. and
even adjourned TO the front yard at my 70.
quest, that | might listen by noanlisht. Nv
uncle slept plscldly in his chair, Fanny sew.
ed At The round table, hut Jeremiah and / Ii
fingered under the trees. the best friends n
the sorld. The clock struck ten. my uncle
woke from his nap. and we went 10 10 prayers.
They we're simple.hesrted, sffecti6nste
lsmily; their good night was thing to wit.
ness aud remember. gotmy unele's bless.