The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1862-02-08

bosom and snowy shoulders, while !:
wreath Of white roses upon her pearly
brow, was her sole ornament.
/ "Swect as a moonlight dream,
Whispered Leonard. Can you tel
me who she is ?'
Yes," replied Davis, doggedly; j
lis Rosalie Persia, the fairest flower o
the forest"
We'll, come along and introduce
me then, must make her present o
this spotted fawn, as companion il
her wanderings. She is a goddess o
the woods, l know, and nc human voice
ever poured such magic music. She
was never born in these forests,
know"
| Here he was right. Mr.. Persa had
been a rich merchant, had failed
Through the villainy of some whom he
had endorsed largeelly;;, and Disguised
with the hollow world, he had gathered
the wreck of his fortune, and with hi.
wife and infant daughter, sought peace
and truth in the reign of simple nature
Mrs. Persia devoted herself to the edu
cation Of her only child, and there was
no womanly accomplishment or branch
of polite literature with which Rosalie
was not perfectly familiar.
Startled though she was by the sud
den appearance OF the hunters, she re
piled gracefully to their salutations
and received the little tremble fawr
with real pleasure. The gentlemen
insisted upon taking it home for her
and Leonard was surprised to find how
near they were to Mr. Persa's fine
farm and neat dwelling, which had
been hid by the thick evergreen of the
skirting woods. q
Leonard was delighted with all he
saw-fairly fell in love with Mr.~and
Mrs. Persia, and ran raving about Rosa.
lie. They walked in the fine fields and
orchards, and luxurated in the gardens
wilderness of flowers; and when the
young men left, Leonard fancied him,
self hopelessly in love; and Rosalie
when she had given her mother good
night kiss, retired, with new emotions
in her innocent heart. Leonard seemed
TO her so superior to the young men Of
her rustic neighborhood.
The chance acquaintance grew into
an intimacy; and Davis began to fancy
that the city beau was winning favor
with the forest belle.
's will lay stick in his way," he
said to himself; the upstart to come
here and eclipse us all. So he took an
opportunity to give Leonard to under
stand that Rosalie was his betrothed
81 shall have the singing bird Gagged,
said he, before the snow falls"
Leonard was thnnderstruck.
"Who7" he said to himself, "would
have expected to find coquttc here
And then she seemed so innocent, Sc
truthful. How sincere she seemed, anG
how her voice tremhled when she re
piled to me, s" / have never encouraged
the addresses of any man." But al
assumed simplicity is the height of i
coquette's art. However,, | will mattel
her if the boy god favor me-
! Now what dolt this Leonard was
to believe the lying words of one whom
he might have suspected of jealous
rivalry, rather than the fair truth of ar
unsophisticated heart. But so it is
People will sometimes shut their eyes
when the book is open before them and
listen belieyingly to some lying expos
tor. So Leonard in his wonderful con
sistency, resolved to show his abhor
renee Of coquetry by playing the par
of male coquette to perfection. e7s
So the farce went on, he seeking by
every artifice to win her favor, and she
evidently pleased with the attentions
In truth, she felt all the interest i'm him
that a pure young girl can permit her
self to feel in one who has made no pos
tive declaration. -.
!. At length il was time for Leonard t.
return to the city. Now he woult
, strike the blow. The coquette's hear
would quiver under his cool contempt
So he called at Mr.. Persa's, and Will
. all his panoply and manly dignity, in
quired for Rosalie. - =
ooh, she is in great trouble to day,
, said Mrs. Persa. Edward Davis do.
has chased her fawn into the woods
f and though it will probably return to
!: night, she is so much distressed ant
, alarmed that told her one might fame,
sire had lost her best friend and sh
went out weeping into the garden. N,
, doubt she is in her bower.
| He found her there sure enough
: Child that she was, she had wept her
self TO sleep, with the tears still onh he
, long eye lashes, and some drops trem
, bling like gems amongst the forget-me
nots on her bosom.
"She is very beautiful" he a3sl
| "and sorrowful. But how came Davis
, deg here to chase the fawn? Well,
!, will have kiss, any how" But hi
, breath no sooner touched her cheek
!, than she startled wildly up, in all tn,
loveliness of blushing confusion.
81 am sorry to have disturbed Mis-
t Persa,n he said coldly. 8. | called t.
J, bid you good bye. l leave tomorrow
j for the haunts of civilized life. an
Il heartily weary of climbing logs, wadins
brooks, and tearing through brushe,
and brambles; aud worse than all
berding with your country pumpkins.
. Rosalie stared at him in surprise
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