Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1864-04-19
SING LOVER

SING a YER.
Nobody ever said Lucy Taylor was O
beauty, aud only her partial friends thought
J her UncomTnnnly pretty but she had iust
! such 3 sweet, gentle, loveable face as YOU
may meet dozen times day upon the
] crowded street; and there was sometime
SO delightfully."- fresh and charming about
hrr, that she seemed to draw all hearts 70
her by some magic of her own. Without
being remarkable for either beauty, wit. or
wisdom, ehe nevertheless reigned supreme
IL her own circle, and that circle was by
no means smnil S. when she left tbs
quiet little village, aud went away to the
seminary in the tusy City Of r, she
| Qrie ,ly wrn her way TO high place in he
regard OF both teachers and pupils. SINE
, of the te"chrrs, 1t is trua, wished ct times
/ Lucy was little more prompt ap6thorOush
| in her recltati0ns: there were 20 many lit.
ii" golden grair dropped cut rnl overlo *
ed by her, though she gathered up toler-
I able sheaf from The harvest fields of knuwI,
/ edge, the careful studious tIiiers found
much that she | st
'Lncy isn't thorough enough; but j;
seems to be her Only fault, aud she mas
imprCve.' This was the general testimony
! t. her character.
Outside the seminary wal Lucy fund
many adnirer; and une of thrse-Uerry
Weston-was generally regarded in the
light uf Lucy's lover. II Lucy herself
looked Upon him wGs not d fnrteIv known:
Tut one thing wss certain after making a
diigrnt use Of the few opportunities aft ,rd-
cd by seminary rules for slc;al il te-co.rse,
the yuurg man was most opportunity invi-
ted by Lu'y's brother Fred, to come up t0
Ardley, and help him spend the summer
! vacation agreeably. OF course he accep~
| ted, for Fred TCylur was such ca tit;l fel
| low, aud 1t would be such a relief to get
out of the city few weeks Then-I am
TO sure that this ref ctiun came last
Lacy would be at home anG who has not
felt the romance an3 witchery of country
walks and rambIes-mOoUligtt- tTil,gbi
! shade, sentiment and roses.
Ii Lucy was charming n the hot rlarc
Of city gas lights, what ehCuld she be in
the pure. untrOubled atmosphere at home {
I ung Weston leaned back in his chat r
with treG's note between his fingers, ard
pictured that home to himself as a broad
green country place. and Lucy as the pre-.
siding divinity, shedd ng beauty, sweetness
and CdOr through the wh, l.. 1t was verv
, vi asant to think of; and, as lie cnntcm,
plated the vision the minutes ,lipred rap
idly away. that he came within second Of
b'lng late at his place in the bank-a thing
that had never happened bef,re in all his
prompt, methodical business life. Partly
from nature, and partly from years of trai.
ming in business that required the utmost
thnroughness and precision, uerrV Yves
toms leading characteristic was careful
attention to the smallest details Of whatey-
er came under bis hand to d.. His emrloy-
e-s trusted him entirely, knowing that no
item entrusted to his oversight would be
! neglected or let slip for want of care or
prompt attention. 1t was a character
worth possessing, and the sagaciOus ones
were not far from wrong when they proph
esied that be would take higher place in
the bank before many years. Certainly
he was earning promotion.
Vacation days slipped around, and Mir
! Henry Weston made his arrival in Ardley
having been duly beraled a week before BY
the hired girl so that there were plenty
of curious eyes regarding the great lumb.
ering hack as it drew up in front of Squire
! Taylor's house. There wac the homestead
| just as he had pictured it-large and bree
zy, with its graceful, Swallowing elms; there
was Squire Taylor. dignifed and portly
his delicate, lady like wife, who must have
been once Just what Lucy was now; there
was Fred, with his rough, hearty greeting
and timid, futtering Lncy, Looking fairer
more enchanting than ever in her prett,
home dress of delicase lawn.
That very evening" as they all sat toyetb
or in the Old family sitting room, and Luc,
sang to simple accompaniment 'ThI
IDgle Side and such old fashioned song,
as pleased her father best, Young Weston
gave himself up for lost, and decided tina
he really was in love. Fred Taylor, witt
his hearty zest for hunting, rowing, anC
all the country pastlmes gave hia frienC
but little choice but to devote his time t
vigorous tramps and rides through meadow
and tnicket in search of sport. So it natu
rally happened that when hungry, ant
too tired to be either brilliant or sentimen
tai, and thus wooing went on veyy slbw
ly.
One day, after week had been wasted
as Weston mentally declared, violeu
shower drove the young spnrtsmen homr
IL the middle Of the afternoon. 1t wa
pleasant, as they rushed into the yard
drenched and muddy, to catch glimpse
of Lucy's face at the window, as she So
cOatentedly with her sewing and Westoi
blessed the thunder shower that breugh
him the privilege of quiet afternoon will
her.
They assembled by the back stairs Il
freds room, but before they had half com
Pieted the process of DOMINIC fresh suits o
clotning' and putting themselves in draw
i;ns rom t1lm' the sun burst forth agar
In all It's glory. To Fred's ewes there wa,
something aggravatipg in this-a sort O
provoking don't you wish you'd STAYED
expression, to the clear sun beams. tba
seemed to have gathering brightness al
the time.
There said he, regretfully, we NIGH
as well have etayed; we were wet through