The Vermont transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1864-1870, 1867-08-23

Paul was busily talking with Alice,
little apart from the others, and idly
playing with his line in the water, and
did not heed
"What don't think, friend Rich
ard ?" he said, advancing to them; 81
did not understand your question"
"Why, don't you think that Fanny
here-my country COUSINS q pretty
good angler for little one? see her
trophy the first fish yet-heaten us
both !" said Richard.
Eyes, Miss Fanny has thrown us
completely in the shade, Paul replied.
What a fine fish, tool | hope she
doesn't try her skill on any spoil but
fish, for 'twould be dangerous to nib
bic at her bait" he remarked, laugh
ingly, and glancing at the sparkling
eyes and cherry lips of the young girl
as he spoke.
ooh no, never fear" she replied,
saucily. Il am but country girl,
and do not use golden bait.
The young man flushed, and turned
abruptly away, and Again stood beside
Alice, who was intently watching her
line and fly
All that morning Paul Vincent re-
manned beside Ahce, for she did not
shock him with tart replies or flashing
chances like her more beautiful sister
Aud SO Fanny aud Dick walked and
chatted together; and the young girls
musical laugh rang out upon the
clear air.
In the ensuing week of the young
mems stay at the farm house, there
seemed to grow up strong barrier
between Paul Vincent and the witty,
piquant Fanny; for, though she treat
ed the young man politely, yet she al
ways met any advances he might make
with her old spicy words and saucy
looks. This completely baffled him,
and Fanny could not have angled
more successfully if she had purposely
designed to win the love of the fasti-
dious Paul Vincent, for her careless
independence of manner, and the
frank freedom Of her speech complete
ly captivated his heart.
And so, though he had yet no rea-
SOL to think that Fanny cared aught
for him, yet he determined, if posi-
BILE, to win her love; for underneath
her independence of manner he saw
that she possessed a heart capable of
the most devoted attachment.
Two weeks more of boating and fid-
ing had elapsed. On the morrow the
young men We're to depart. The last
night HAD come--a beautiful August
evening, with the moon walking high
in the heavens, and bathing the earth
with soft flood of light. Paul Vim
cent sauntered into the sitting-room,
where the father and wife and Fanny
sat,
$50 you must leave us, tomorrow,
my young friend 2" sail Mr. Randall
1--WE shall miss you, for we've had a
lively time Of it since you and Dick
have been here. The girls won't go
fishing much, reckon, after you've
gone.
"Why not, father ?" Fanny said,
speaking quickly, with flushing face.
Cab, you know best, Fanny !" re-
piled her father, smiling. It's pleas
ant to have company, isn't it, Fanny"
he added.
ooh yes, it is pleasant to have com
pany," she replied; but then, one
can do without, You know
Yes, Miss Fanny can, know" re-
piled the young man. SHE prefers
solitude"
"Oh no, you are mistaken" said her
mother; Fanny is very fond of socie-
ty; and its dull enough for young
folks here in the country
"Where is Dick ?" asked Paul, to
change the conversation, which he saw
did not please Fanny.
''He went out with Alice some time
since, replied the farmers wife.
The young man stepped out into the
moonlight, saying:
"Come, Miss Fanny, will you not
help me seek the truants 2"
"No, | am very tired. Pray, excuse
me, she replied, CURLY
Paul Vincent bit his lips and went
down the broad walk alone.
"Why, Fanny, girl, why didn't you
walk with the young man y inquired
her father, looking sharply at her, and
surprised at her answer.
"Oh, ! am tired, and my head aches, y
she said. turning her face to the win
dow as she spoke.
81 thought you hadn't seemed well
these two or three days back, Fanny,
said her mother. 'I'll make you some
herb tea; and you had better go right
to bed now. III bring the tea up to
you"
'No, no, mother. 1t isn't as bad as
that, she said, quickly. at will be
better by-and-by; and besides, it is
only eight o'clock. | couldn't go to
sleep If l retired. | will wait for
Alice"
An hour later Paul Vincent came
back to the house, and through the
open window he saw that the farmer
and wife had retired, and that Fanny
was alone, with her head bowed upon
the window. as if in deep thought
Fanny" he said, in low tone, as
he entered and approached her, plac.
ing his hand upon her bowed head
Fanny, what is this ? in tears? %
Bnt she started up, and flinging his