The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1867-08-27
MISCELLANY.
The Right One.

to Eve 7" inquired /, one day, from
philologist of my acquaintance. pu
my question with so much earnestness
that he answered quite seriously, "ies, I
be sure he made his declaration of low
in precisely the same language as that il
which she accepted him."
A profound answer The only pity is
that was not much wiser for it. But i
is altogether pity-a very great pity
that we know so little about the love
makings before the food. II anybod,
could meet with love story of that date
il would have more freshness and novet,
in it than can be found in any OF ou
modern novels. And really. that love
making in the morning Of time, in tn,
groves of Paradise, it must have beet
quite out of the common way!
All! there breathes still in the world
several thousand years old though it be
gentle gale of the spring time of Para.
disc, through the life Of every man, al
the moment when he says, 81 love I am
beloved !"
Yes, it thrills through every happy
son of Adam at that moment when he
finds his Eve. But Adam himself was.
in one respect, better off than any of his
sons; for as there was only one Eve, he
could make no mistake neither could
she. on her side, have either choice or re-
pcntance. But we-our name Is legion,
and it is not easy for us to discover who,
Ia, ,,T q, Al.
the right partner for us If every one
would seriously confess his experience in
this respect, it would no doubt be both
instructing and amusing. And us
know no other way in which | can in
struct or amuse the world, | will now sin.
cerely confess what mistakes made when
| searched for my Eve, whom first
adorcd in the person of Rose Eyan
want words to describe her She
had fascinated me when | was but a ca.
dct; she bcwitched me before left the
fourth class. And of a truth there never
did exist young lady more dangerous to
"A youth Of lively imagination. Her Co
quctry was so natural, SO mixed with
goodness and childish grace, that it was
impossible to regard it rs anything more
thsn the most angelic innocence. AT the
military academy, saw in my books her
name, and nothing besides. If drew
plans of Notifications and fortresses, Rose
stood in the middle of my circles and
quadrants, and the only line that | per-
ccived clearly was the road that led to
| L.. 4 Ill,
Grcendaie was cheerful place, where
there were always guests and p,rties,-
And when the young people wished 10
have an excursion on the water, or any
other entertainment, it was who always
planned everything, and proposed it to
the old baroness, the mother, for whom
all the children entertained very con.
siderable AMI wholesome respect. On
these occasions she used to say, "Iy dear
sir, ifyou are with the chilhren, | will
permit it; for trust you, and 1 know
that YOU will take care OF them"
''Yes, to be sure" | replied; though
the truth was, L could not take care of
myself, and never took notice Of anybody,
or of anything, excepting Rose.
Many one was fascinated just as
was fascinated but | persuaded myself
that was the lucky fellow who had her
preference. Once was terribly jealous.
A certain Mr.. T, ia professor Of Ian
guages, | believe,) came to Geeendale,
played, sang, and chatted French; and
Rose immed,at' ly forgot me, to chat and
play and sing with Mr.. r, making
herself altogether as charming to him as
she had hitherto been to me. was des
perate; went away over meadows and
fields; saw neither hedges nor gates I;
stumbled into bitches and brooks, and
reached home furious as blunderbus
But, behold MIR. T WAS gone, and
Rose was again charming to me, and
WAS instantly under her fascination as
ever, fully convinced that it was all my
fault, and that | was Turk, monster
may, quite an Othello OF Jealousy.
After had sighed and burned con-
siderable time, made up my mind to
proceed to the declaration of my love. 1t
is true was still very young, not three
and'twenly but thought myself quite
old enough, being a lieutenant, the son Of
father who always spoke of ''my wife"
as the greatest happiness Of his life be-
sides which, had derived from my home
the most beautiful impressions of domes.
tic life. Hence always represented to
myself the highest good IN the world uu.
der the image OF "my wife"
Having duly considered the various
forms of love proposals, | went one fine
day to Greendale, carrying with me, and
near 10 my heart, moss rose in a garden
pot. The road was execrable, and was
well nigh shaken to pieces; but the
smile of my beautiful Rose would, was
well assured, fully reward me for my
trouble. In imagination heard myself
constantly asseverating II love you!" and
her as constantly replying, ~ love you !"
AS regarded our domestic establishment,
had not as yet thought as much about
it as one of our favorite lords, who, be-
fore he married, provided himself with a
cask of flour, coffee pot and frying
pan. ! lhonght only of "a cottage and
a heart" ! saw around my cottage null
titudes of roses, and within il Rose and
SELF AS for everything else, all would
be provided Tor by an excellent father.
AS soon as arrived at Greendalc, |
| tnnnh har IL al