New Oregon plaindealer. (New Oregon, Iowa) 1859-1866, 1862-06-27

iove-light Tom Moore used to rave about, that
sparkled in her dark eyes Beauchamp went
BY with low bow to Bella, and mocking
look, we'll understood, to me, humming
as he went: .g ..-s r... ...s
"lts good to be valiant and wise,
1t is good to be loyal and true
/ tits best to be o6 with the old love
/ = Before you are on with the new ~
| Somebody besides nae had heard him. Bel.
Ia looked up at me with a quick, bright
fash of her eye
How peculiar Mr.. Beauchamp is! But,
then, he is a genius, and an author; and
they're always eccentric and out Of the way.
SO have heard. And Beauchamp is some
thing more: he is wise maa. But Solo
mon himself was not infallible, Miss Gar
metz >
you've known him long tiuc, I am
told'
"A long time, indeed-ffteen years or
more. We were boys together in the coun-
try once.'
In the country! All! I should like to
live there, with those dear, delightful COWS,
and chickens, danes, and things! Eou can't
think, Mr.. Lennox, how often wish l had
been born farmers daughter +
1t would not have been etiquette to laugh
out in Miss Garners face; and, as have q
profound respect for etiquette, did not do it.
But the temptation was severe one, n:ver-
theless and was seized with violent fit Of
coughing, which for moment prevented me
from replying and my beautifa5 iady-love,
with her silvery voice, came to my relief be-
fore it was over.
DO you know we are to start for Saratoga
tomorrow, Mr.. Lennox And ] am 20 tired
of that place! fl had only thought of 1t
in time, should have gone to one of those
charming, quiet country villages we read SO
much Of. But it is too late now. There |!
they are playing Strauss's polka. Shall We
take our places T.
Away we flew over the chalkcd floor, my
[[arm around her swsast, and Reg hong, per-
fume4 curls sweeping nay check. She was
looking her best that night burning flush
on either cheek, a streaming light IN her
great, black eyes, and look all Unusual
there) half sad, half tender, in her dark,
bright face. Looking down at her, thought
again what a splendid Mrs. Lennox she
would make And with the delicious strains
Of music in my ear, the intoxicating perfume
around me, the glittering figures fitting by
like fairies IN magic glass, and with the
beautiful, glowing face on nay arm, Thought
oh, unutterablc things!
She loved me, too, this golden and gleam-
ing vision! Beauchamp said so and love
begets love- they say. My hand closed over
the warm, rosy fingers that quivered but
were not withdrawn /; everything grew ting
ed with oexle~r de rose the lights, the ma-
sic, and the beautiful face were oil swimming
in amber mist; and my heart was tbrobbing
as it had not done since the old days when
won the FIRST prize at eur village school.
irad but to say the word, ! knew, and she
was rnjne-mine forever! Somethixg in the
thought made nae dizzy with = sort Of crazy
ecstaey and yet surely was not in love |!
Faster and faster we flew wilder and wild
er grew the music lights, roses jewels,
and fairy figures spun before my eyes like
teetotums. could hear her painting as we
few breathlessly on, and the rosy mouth was
parted, halfin laughter, half in disznay.
% Mr.. Lennox! am getting to dizzy to
stand! Do pray stop for . noment and
rest s ae @ a.st 4.asg
Painting and breathless, she laid her jew
eled hand on her heart could feel auttering
IKE Gagged bird under her perfamed corsage
Of satin and lace. We stopped but held
her closer, and bent over her With . flushed
face. and sort Of fierce desire, that was not
love, to hold her there forever l,e
Bella began, 4 love-
A soft, sad strean Of music from the band
Aoatsd along on the scented cir, and died
out in sort Of wall. The dancers whirled on
as if thoy, too, had grown delirisua, and
could not stop; and with them came the
girl in snowy white, wearing the innocent
face and jasmine flowers on her breast.
Another face rose before nae ~ sweet and
innocent. and full Of sad reproach and .
voice had heard five years ago came mourn.
fully ca the music Goodbye, Frank ?
Would any one ever say il to me again with
such tears a. those My tender-hearted e.
lie. a-ft,
7 would that my heart could utter the
thoughts that arise within mev said a
voice. fa2k4 S1' 9ff5f
II was Beauchamp passing, and ssyinG
pretty things to his partner and he looked
up at us with halflaugb. r r.i ss5s
Tired dancing Miss Garnet You look