The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1865-10-20

Ellis hadn I quaker DOne IN heI
body, nor Methodist drop in her
blood. / always wondered VIII didn't
come a-wooing her instead of me.
l was bit of thing with blue eyes
and skin like mot drop OF
color in it, and didn't there come an
artist, who painted miniatures, to our
place one summer and tell me my face
was classical and nearer the "an-
tiquo" than anything he ever saw
was pleased with the first but the last
worried me, for do what | could.
though it sounded like a compliment.
l could make no meaning of antique"
but old, so I asked Willie, and said he,
"Come to my house and I'll show
you"
SO mother let me, and I went
There, in the drawing-room, was a
stand, and on it woman in marble,
that is, the face and neck Of woman
and down to the waist A "bust" he
called it. Says Willie that's antique.
It is Psyche, and more like you than
any picture could be-
Never like me, said I, and then l
blushed and turned away, for not a
tucker nor scarf had she and l felt
ashamed. 1t was splendid house
too grand it seemed to me to live in
and he took me all over it, even to the
hot-house, where summer flowers grew
in the winter time, and he put some
in my hair
White, said he; you look best in
white"
One night I heard father and moth
er talking by the kitchen fire.
Says mother, Its wrong to stand
in the girls way, though he's Episco-
pal And think of her being mistress
Of the Hall and riding in her coach.
Thee thinks too much Of the world,
Eunice, says father
But remember Ellis, SAYS mother,
cts chance that comes to few. And
she'd be good to Ellis if we died;
and the fear would be off our minds
for the children It's hard to be poor
to pinch and save and know a bad
year for crops or spell Of sickness
would swallow ALL He loves her, and
Len be good to her; and she can go
to our meeting ami he to his.
"Theell have thy way at last,
says father. But I'd rather see her
marry some young friend with but one
cow and two or three acres. l mis-
doubt the ways CT the worlds folks"
But his voice was mild, and l knew
he had yielded As for the Squire
himself a handsome, burly, rod-faced
gentleman with loud voice he rode
over one morning to see father
Mother went into the sitting room
and was to stay in the dairy; but
how could I, when l knew my fate
was in the balance | crept into the
entry and listened, stopping my mouth
with my white apron lest l should cry
out heard the Squire first
my boy has set his heart on YOU
girl, he said 'He might find a rich
er mate, but he couldn't find a prettiel
or better" If you'll say yes, neigh
Dor Pantheon, l will and his mother
"Sabrinas to be married soon, and W,
shall want daughter at the Hall"
Father said not word for while
He folded his hands and sat looking
at the floor. At last he said. "Hay,
thy own way, Eunice; she's a girl"
Oh, but it's sweet to have the frs
love crowned by a parents blessing
Well, well with thy JOY comes sorrow
A month after that day Willie's moth
er died. She dropped from her chat
at the dinner table, and when the ser
want had sped across the country anC
back she was dead. ] wept as stoo'
near the grave and saw Willie so sad
dressed for the first time in his mourn
ing, and l had more reason to weel
than l knew; for Sabrina Haslet wa
mistress at the Hall, and all along il
secret she had set her heart agains
her brothers match with me.
I As soon as she could she began t
. fill the house with company--youni
ladies nearly all; handsome, fashiona
3 BILE, dressed in fnery and jewels; an
S Willie must play the part of a hos
! and make them welcome. He toll,
me so. Though I'd rather be wit
| my Quaker beauty by the riverside,
he said. "But Sabrina wants com
pany to keep her spirits up
!. | had a guess that she hoped t
wean him from me, but l never toll
! him so. True love needs no chain,