Civilian & telegraph. [volume] (Cumberland, Md.) 1859-1875, 1863-03-12
D. MD. THURSDAY, MARCH IL, 1853.
And suddenly, swee:ly, s,rsigbt'y biushed
To find that they were met by my own;
And suddenly, sweetly, my heart beat stron-

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And thicker, until heard NO longer
The suowy-baldsd, dilst tsnte,
Delicate-handed priest intone;
And thought, is It pride, and mused and !
No surely, now it cannot be pride.
You will see that my thoughts were
not str ctly given to the service, except
of my individually idol. Indeed, SO
completely unnerved did l become in
watching that face, that when we rose
to leave the church hurried my sister
away without giving her an opportunity
of accomplishing that particular purpose
for which We had come, which proceed
ing did not, thint, exalt her opinion
of my courage and self-possession.
II hope you enjoyed the sermon,
Robert, said she.
81 did, said L.
The truth is. when man is in love,
he is very apt to think that all the peo-
pie in the vicinity read the truth in his
face, and spend much of their leisure
time in nothing the symptoms Of the ma
lady. And so he will take uncommon
precautions to conceal what nobody
would otherwise never think of observ-
ing. Thus the mother-bird will, as you
approach the tree where her nest is built
and her little one deposited, hasten to
circle round some other tree, striving
with anxious cries to delude you in
search you had no thought of making.
The superAuous dread of remark defeat
ed nv wish on this occasion, and &C.
parted without knowing the lady of my
love.
Don't accuse me Of being tedious.
There isn't mucn va riety in love stories
If ever you happen to notice it. the diff
ference is in the actors-not in the play.
Two days passed before hit upon
another expedient for the accomplish
ment of my desire. Then accident or
destiny threw in my way chance
which l did not neglect. I learned that
my frienI Taylor; who kept bookstore
and circulating library. was acquaint-
ed with the lady; and that she was ac-
Gu stoned to make occasional calls on
his wife. thereupon become more
than usually attentive to my friend Tay-
lor. Finally became confidential.
There was an explanation. "Come to
my house. said he. ION Saturday even
ing. | will have my wife invite Mabel.
and you can happen to meet herr
called it a capital idea, and caught
at the opportunity.
"You can say he added, "that you
came to get hook which promised to
lend you. I'll have an Ovid there
for you. or the Kisses of Secuudus.
And with this understanding we par
ted.
I used to be a very particular man in
my fashion of dress. You would not
think it now; but We loose our vanity
as we grow older. At least: such has
been my experience. am quite7 con-
tented with this brown hat. and my
boots are not polished more than once a
fortnight. II WASH t so then; and could
you have seen me on that momentus
SATURDAY evening when ] presented my
self at NY friend Taylors door, you
would not have thought such degen-
ercy of taste as you now behold, to be a
possibility in experience
Nv friend himself opened the door
and bade me come in Are you we'll
said he, smiling.
"On,e So said I. H'avo you re-
membsred the book which you promised
me?'
We were CLOSE to the parlor door as l
spoke, end the words werc not ia irly of
INV lips, when distinctly recognz ID
the sound of half suppressed laughter
proceeding from that room. In another
moment 1 had entered. and stood in
presence of the two ladies. One glance
at their faces was sufficint for the whole
arti6cc. At that particular period Of
time | thought it advisable not to men.
ton the books anymore
The evening passed away pleasantly.
How it passed, l have never been able
precisely to recall There was a gen.
cral conversation, and I think ] talked
q great deal. Mable was rather silent.
But do remember very distinctly, that
when she announced her intention of
going home prepared With decided
alacrity to be her companion. For.
with commeudable self-denial she did
not refuse my protection.
It was a still. summer evening beau
tifuI with fbe faint light Of stars. We
walked slowly down the street, she lear-
ing on my arm For few moment.
no words was spoken Then it was that
| trembilngly asked the delicate ques-
ton
Mabel said I, "you are the book l
came for May. haze the book.
lam not going to tell you what Ma
bel said. She had known me. you
must remember, a much longer time
than had known her; for I think the
young ladies took more notice of me in
those davs than they do now. Perhaps
the brown coat has something to do with
the change. I am in the scar and brown
instead OF the "sear aud yellow. Be
sides, she was at the age. when as has
been POLITICALLY observed. love is Of
tener in the eye than in the heart.
At this point th" D"etor ceased