Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1862-01-31
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M Y LOVES;
A Bachelors Relninisc ences.

was free from the arrows that sped
from Cupid's bow, until the following
summer, but when that time came round
my former experience proved insufficient
to protect me from the darts shot to my
heart by pair of soft blue eyes. One
beautiful Sabbath morning [ wended my
way, with slow and easy steps, to the
little meeting house.
The morning was gloriously beautiful,
Nature smiled and laughed in holy joy
business, revelling in the quiet beauty Of
that Sunday morning. The little vio-
lets, with their cups laden with the dew
of heaven, reflected back the smiles Of
the bright sun in their little mirrors of
dew drops, the young birds trilled joy
ously, as if ia thanksgiving to the Great
Being who had made all so beautiful,
and the holiness and Sabbath stiffness
and serene quiet entered my heart, and
penetrated my very soul with its sooth-
ing influence.
As l walked along, I stopped and
pulled few little violets, and put them
in my baton hole, then continued on my
way to meeting.
A pretty little meeting house was that
same place of worship, where "two or
three were gathered together like al!
else that the bright sun shone on that
lovely morning, it looked even prettier
than usual, with its outside painted
white, and its clean whitewashed walls
within, and its high backed seats, and
plain, pretty, little pulpit.
There were but few in the meeting
house when I entered, but l had not got
over my absurd bashfulness, and accord
ingly l sat down and occupied myself
with my hymn book, till had, in some
measure, recovered from the embarrass-
ment consequent upon entering place
where there were others assembled
After time, as furtively raised my
gaze from my hymn book-which, by
the way, l noticed was turned upside
down. encountered the glance of a
pair of the softest eyes, of the gentlest
expression and most bewitching blue
A look half playful, half amused, was
mirrored in the crystal depths, and
around the rosy lips below played an
irresistible smile, provoking in the ex-
treme.
l blushed to my temples, loked down
upon the pages of my ymn-book, and
bent my head low over it.
I had turned my book right in my
hand, but could see nothing before me-
nor distinguish one word from another
as they danced before, and the blue eyes
obscured them from vision.
Dangerous to my self-possession as
had been my first attempt to glance
around, and see who had come to meet.
ing besides myself, | resolved, at the risk
of again encountering that laughing
look and those blue eyes, to risk another
attempt But | was safe as far as OBJ
servation went [ found no look meet
ing mine, and l looked round the meet
ing house, and took in at glance tina
very few were here, and gradually
turned toward Deacon Whites pew
and saw the owner Of the blue eyes.
She was seated beside Polly White
the deacon's daughter, and looked a
graceful as a sylph. A little coquettisl
bonnet hung half off her head, adowl
her shoulders strayed a wreath Of colder
curls;her black silk scarf fell finer shoul
ders, and revealed in her neatly fttinG
light muslin robe their beautiful ant
rounded proportions.
was charmed, fascinated, bewildered
and in Lowell
1t was no calm and deliberate affair
: this; no walking into the vortex with m.
, eyes wide open and the danger appar
, ent.
, No, [ tumbled hopelessly and ire
: trievably into the whirlpool, with We
5 locity that reminded me Of the shar
: snap Of my popgun in my school-bo
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