The Potter journal. [volume] (Coudersport, Pa.) 1857-1872, 1865-02-22

"W hat would you tell me if were. to ask
you if you liked me-?
"The truth of course" | replied.
"Then I'll spare your bushes, you re-
markable morsel of Womanhood, he ssid.
''But Matte" he continued, more seri-
ously, "will you kiss me when I come
back p
"Yes, sir" said I.
"You will be young lady then, ,remem-
ber," he said.
81 will be nyselfju just the same" | said.
$50 you will said he. 81 shall hold
you to your promise. Remember it
Now. good bye.
"Re turned away as some one came
upon the terrace, and | sprang through
the hall door, and few back to my room
And this was the scene I was thinking
over as | sat upon the floor of my room at
the beautiful couutry-seat of the Auslies
"A girl of seventeen, dark; plain, shy
and sensitive.
"Mattie, what for mercy's sake are
you doing that you are not dressed yet
'Tis nearly dinner time," said my sister
Julia, dashing into the room for something,
aud stopping short when her eyes fell
upon me. "Have you been asleep 2"
"No," said I, sullenly, getting up and
going to the mirror.
"Oh, you queer child" said she
"NoW do be quick. You will find me in
the drawing room if you ever get ready
to come down." and on she swept.
think there are few persons in the
world who can understand what [ suffered
when | entered the room where Mr.. Ches,
ton was. Every thing was a blank to me
as I crossed to the window where nv
sister was. I realized nothing in exist
ance but the heavy pulsation of my heart,
which seemed as if they would beat out
my life. When came to my senses I
was sitting by good Mrs. Wilson, who
was always kind to me, aud whom some
times thought | loved better than either
Julia or Gertrude.
"You did not expect to see so many
people, dear, and were frightened" she
said with smile on her kind motherly
face. 81 saw it the moment you opened
the door,
answered only with q glance, and
slipped my hand into hers.
"Mrs. Wilson" said my sister Gertrude.
IF Mr.. Cheston come this way again |
want you to take Matte around to the
other side of you. You will, won't you :"
"No, my dear; that's very ungenerous
Of you" replied Mrs Wilson. 81 shall
warn Mr. Cheston that you have serious
designs en- him"
II don't see the necessity of warning
person against a danger of which he Is
already aware" snapped a young lady
with very black eyes, who stood behind
the sofa on which We sat.
Gertrude turned around With crimson
face.
"What is the subject of your discuss
ion? Won't you admit me to your conf
dence, ladies ?" said a familiar voice, SO
near my ear that l started in alright.
The black-eyed young lady slipped
aside to give Mr.. Cheston a place near
us. Several persons were presented to
him; among others. He paid no par.
ticular attention, and took chair beside
Gertrude.
Don't you inquire what We were talk
ing about, Mr. Chestcn ?'said the black
eyed young lady.
II believe l had the audacity to do so,
he replied, smiling But the smile was
very different from the one [ remember.
ed to have seen upon his face
ave were speaking of Kisses" said
Gertrude, quickly, with saucy smile
and Hattie Latmer declared that she
didt't believe you cared for them
| started | had never heard my sis. |
ter utter deliberate falsehood.
4 am very sorry that Miss. Latmer
thinks me so Indifferent to the most per-
feet luxury in life, he replied, glancing
up at her.
"Victory, Hattie! Mr.. Cheston does
believe il Kisses cried Gertrude, With
smile so bright as to dazzle the eyes. so
that but two of US saw the hidden malice:
L think Miss Hattie was about making
au attempt to struggle OUT of the posi-
ton into which my sister had thrust her /;
but Louise Anslle, who had sauntered up
a moment before, exclaimed, "Oh, Mr.
eheston, don't you remember that you
once attended forfeit party, and wore
the most dissatisfied face l ever saw in
my life, all the evening?"
"But Mrs Anslie, that was because l
consider forfeits sacrelege of the caress,"
he replied. at is converting the beau
tiful into the useful, aud running its
peculiar value by SO doing. | regret,
however, that my face betrayed my feel
ing | assure you that the rudeness was
not Intentional"