The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1862-02-12


There was the laughing, roguish looking
wood nymph, with her ffutterlng, brown
ringlets dancing to the mnsic of her eyes,
and her merry glance OF thanks and recognl-
ton overthrow the las, stern resolve to +" have
little common sense and act like man."
AS he looked back and saw her pick up
his trifing gift, Harry realized that he had
heart, and that il had proven vulnerable to
one Of Cupld's keenest shafts At last, after
having passed harmless through several Of
the earliest and most susceptible years of
manhood, and that in city noted for It's
beautiful women. he had fallen captive to
merry, artless flower of the forest. And he
no longer strOve to reason against himself or
what seemed to be his destiny. He was
satisfied in his reading OF that face, and con-
tent in The certainty that only the truest of
souls and the bes: of natures could beam
through such eyes.
After this not day Of fair weather passed
but on the down trip Harry found his wood
nymph embowered among the clump pf pines,
unnotlced, perhaps unseen by any but one
upon the train. And as readily as Harry di-
yned from that speaking face that their sim
gular acquaintance was by no means dis
tasteful to her, he likewise read there the
\ frank and guileless nature that put no curb
ot artificial modesty upon her demeanor, but
BETRAYED her into the acknowledgment Of an
| impression BY the cOnstancy with which she
kept their tryst at the pines.
Nor were they long without means Of
correspondence, although it was one that
would seem very unsatisfactory to most low.
ers. Harry fell naturally into the habit Of
writing a few lines upon the margin Of his
/ papers, and found no difficulty in reading the
answer from her eyes at the next day meet
/ ing. On one occasion he was bold enough to
indite: !" VIII you not give me that rose
| bud i'm your hair." With beating heart he
waited for their meeting on the following
day, his breast the scene ot conflicting hopes
and fears that made The suspense seem almost
unendurabie. Blu. fortune was on his side,
and as they passed she threw him, with a
merry laugh, what he distinctly recognized
to be a rOse-bnd, with its stem wrapped in
paper, and tied to little stone.
But unluckily she was not skillful enough
in tossing the love token at a flying train,
and il struck the side of the Car, bouncing
off upon the ground. She must have seen
the look of bitter disappointment that man
tied Harry's face. Here arose an obstacle
10 their means of communication that he had
not thought OF before. From habit he had
acquired dexterity in throwing papers from
the car that enabled him TO send them almOs
into the hands of those he intended them Tor
but it did not appear possible that she could
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content with the simple language Of he
eyes.
His calculations were at fault, and 50 b,
found them next day, for lf his wood nympt
was not dexterous enough to throw rose
buds into the car door, she had a youns
Nimrod in the little brother who often &C
companied her to the clump Of pines. lii
was beautiful, a most giflisl looking bo,
of FIVE o. six years, the very counterpart 81
his sister, and there was an evident bond o
affection between them amounting almost q
devotion on her part. When the train pass
Ell again, the little fellow. with a true ain
his sister could not attain. sent the stone
with its rose bud attached, right into tn
arms Of Harry, who had just time to obsery,
the watrhfnl girl waving her handkerchief y
triumph at his success.
Everything about such missiye as tha
was precious to Harry. and he carefully an
wrapped the paper from around the stem
What was his surprise and delight to rea'
: there the words: :. From Nelly Watson
Nelly Watson! That name rang in hi
ears and filled his thoughts. The steam-cn
zine whistled only Nelly Watson" an
upon every box and trunk he read that mag
ic name. lie recalled every feminine It'll
he had ever heard OF read of. Ia try and dis
cover swreier one, but that Of Nelly appear
cd beyond comparison above them all. An,
in the innocence OF her trusting soul she ~,
/ given him her name, unasked for unless b
; his eyes. Harry was truly happy man, an
castles Of prospective love and JOY built them
selves grandiy in hrs fancy. where Nell
Watson was always BY his side.
Now where the instantaneous gances fror
! the flying car ard the stationary pines to
{ short bliss for him, and he felt thai the Up
/ could express even more tran thu eyes. An
| thus he came 10 the determination Of seek
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