Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1861-07-16
ROMANCE SPOILED.

49, us nc passes every day, aunt.
ell, what of that ?" said the old lady.
But he looks in at the window" said
the young lady.
An, indeed J" said her aunt
And be wears sprig of myrtle in his
Ecpnt, and you know that means true"
Really, you amuse me, child Anythirg
#more?"
No, aunt, was the reply.
Then, my dear child, you are bit of a
goose, and ought to know better" said her
aunt. Il am afraid you are too fond of
reaoing IDLE tails when you might be better
empioyed: Well, well, suppose we can
put an old head on young shoulders. aud
yours are very young yet"
And she might have added pretty ones,
covered as they were with locks of the soft
est and richest brown hair in the world =
Pretty girls are so common that need not
describe pretty Rose Arnold. as she and
her aunt were sitting before The fire in that
magic hour when the glare of day has
passed and twilight is only just coming ::
when tenderness touches the hardest heart.
when lite seems more ideal, less dark, aud
cold. and dull
."Shall tell you what happened to N.Y.
self, RoseY"
'Well, will. You will see that there
was once time when you old aunt was as
silly as you are now"
Rose lalc her beautiful face on her aunt's
lap, and her aunt began:
Miss Silkstone kept a select establish
ment at Brighton for limited number of
young ladies, from whom the most extraor.
binary references were required. She fire.
0upntlV advartiSaJ ~ ~
ways had vacancy for one or two. Rnt
you know, as well as /, that there nevsr
was school for limited number that had
not vacancy for gepteel and well CON
Quoted pupil. / was that and more VIII
then, was sent to Mrs. Sildstone's saIn,
brious abode?" Well, the truth is. DR.
Bolus, our family physician, limited that n
little change of air and an occasional hath
in the sea would not be amiss. "Tbe svs-
tenn requires bracing, ma'am," said he to
mamma. eve are getting" added thu
dear fat old man, as he CONTEMPLATED INV
growing figure, ga little pale and thin our
roses are not quite so red as thew might
be-" Girl as | was, had read Lord Bv-
ron's Corsair, and his lines in Childe Ha1-
old, bidding the deep and dark blue ocean
roll on, and had by heart Barry CORVALLIS
songs and loved, as girls of seventeen do
love, passionstely,
"The seal tho sea the open sea!
The ever freshl the ever free,"
and made no objection to the arrsnoe-
ments, which, for a while, transplanted me
from the parental roof 1t was not reluct-
antly, then, that journied to the scene of
my future residence. l was not bad lo,,k-
ing, and i knew that had love of n hon.
net which would set all the girls wild. I
had not lived at Clapham for nothing, YOU
may be sure.
Arrived at school, did as the rest. On
Sundays we went to church Now as the
church service is rather long. and. how
ever pious and proper one may be disposed
to be, one cannot always be looking at the
minister or at ones prayer book. In one
OF my occasional peeps at the congregation
! found the eyes OF young man intentIy
fixed on Inc. 1t was evident to me and nil
the rest OF the girls that his ardent gaze
was directed to no other than myself. The
next sunday the same phenomenon was
witnessed the next, it was the Same
was pleased, yet annoyed. Miss Sjlkstone
gave me many private lecture N her own
apartments Mademoisel!e, as we were
laugh. to call our French governps. =
S"'1N' '"S S'iiS an ldughPd and IN
make assurance doubly sure. 7 boS - W
informed that one OF the maids had been
asked by a gentleman the name of ,b 80
girl, whom he declared to be Irregular
stCnner."
Now it was clear to me and all the rest
of us that this inquiry could have coma
from no other than from the gentleman
VIII sc optics had been so regularly. and ,s
1t seemed, so irresistably exercised on nv
self Presently another symntom IF hi,
admiration was manifested Every arar-
ing at certain hour, under the walls q;
| our garden. were heard the dulcet sounds
OF an accordion ; all said it was nv church
admirer thus reviewing on week DAYS the
homage he had offered me at church nm
Sundays. | thought what every one sold
must be true. and listened with nccnlior
pleasure to Annie Laurie and Beautiful
Star, and ,'Jeannette and Jeannot.' and 4
Dreamt l Dwell in Marble Halls and
other popular airs; all of which I had
heard, 1t is true, played before. but never
so 1t appeared to me with such pathos and
mower as under the present circumstances
Mhas DELICATE way of being courted =
VI course l was not in love but. girl like.
was glad TO think some one was in love
with me-
Just at this time had to leave school for
few days, at the same time. by a strange
coincidence, the sereanading ceased. and
nv admirer was absent from his new IN
church. Surely. then. / was right in
thinking was the object of all these deli.
cate attentions. The more thought abou,
it the more certain | felt. Suspicion VIA,
hanished; doubt gave place to certainty
The mystery was cleared up-the serenade
was for me, and the serenader was he whom
l had seen at church. must say, when
L had come to this conclusion, that I be-
came impatient of this serenading, anG
wished either to change it into something
OF mere satisfactory character. or for 4
to cease altogether. Mademoisci,e and
myself, without saying a word to the otbel
girls, resolved to bring matters to a crisis
For this purpose we resolved TO secur,
the hrst opportunity nor was it long be.
fore one presented ITSELF
One dark night, when the usual serenad
ing was going on. and Miss Silkstnne han
2ened to be particularly engaged with tn,
trends of new pupil who had come II
tea, We hastily put on an old bonnet ant
shawl apiece slipped out of the bous,
forthwith, quite upp-eceived rushed dow:
! 10 the end of the garden, and. somehow Of
other, found our way to the top of tn,
wall. The night. as have said, was dark
we could see no one, and the unknown wa
vigorously going through his accustomed
musical performance. / fancied / could
| see the graceful outlines of my admirer. a.
ne swept his fingers over his beloved in
strument, and told to the cold, dark night
and the sad and silent stars. all the love
ana hope and purpose Of his heart. / lis
tened with an interest that thrilled through
my whole frame. There he was. languish
ing Tor me dreaming that / was smiling
on his suit. There could be no doubt tina,
was the Annie Laurie for whom he
would lay him down and die; was his
Beautiful Star, up in Heaven so hieh.'-
was all through life TO have nv heart
bowed down with a sense of the fearful
burden of such n crime? Yet, would i,