The Planters' banner. [volume] (Franklin, Attakapas Co., Lou.) 1849-1872, 1869-08-11

IFrom the Saturday Evening Post. Q

tfrom the Sasufday evening Post.
Lest the following story should seem too
absurd, beg to state that it is substantially7 =
true. The heroswas once well-kn0wn to me,
and never heard any harm Of him. except
that, as he pathetically expressed it, she
didnt Enorg his OAk:n mud . Ha f1itted fal..s
flower to flower, in the rose bud garden of
cirls.r like we'll disposed but exceedingly
light butterfly. Whether there is fas-
cination in such fickleness, am not prepared
to say; but Frederick Pardoe, was acknowl-
edged by the fair sex to be "a remarkably
agreeable man."
He had pair Of deep, unutterable eyes,
which, according to DIR. Holmes theory, may
have descended to him from some great aunt
who possessed superior nature, but had be
queathed to her nephew only the empty eyes
with the meaning left out. Certain it is
there were sentiments sleeping in those mag
nificent orbs of his which he knew nothing
about, and could not have understood after
the most minute explanation. iai al --i'aI saa
l introduce him to the reader at a large
party, under the full blaze of chandelier
He brought the sweet Adelaide Blythe in hi.
carriage, but is now as forgetful of thai
young lady as if she had been quenched un
der an extinguisher. She sits in a cornel
weaving her yexatiOn into radiant smiles
while she watches him lowering near he
friend, Miss Fontleroy. Hae -.s'+'
IF his attention to me had not been sc
DOlnteu, i 0llkuk stlAuk---Uut Ill., W III HUI
cannot doubt him !"
The elegant Miss Fontleroy sings:
''New hope may bloom, ,-5 -,
And days may come
of milder calmer beam, a7 i -
But there's nothing half SO sweet in life
As loves young dream"
Mr.. Pardoe turned the leaves and loOkes
unutterable things. Yes, loves young drcan
was delciously sweet; he found it SO witt
this peculiaiity-he had never had any def
mite object for his dreams He. had wor
shipped his particular stars, but they had al
had their time TO set. He was beginning ft
think the lady of his. love must be an "im
possible she, y since she took as many forms
as Protous himself
Miss Fontleroy,' said he, breaking the spell
of silence by plucking sprig of cedar from
neighboring vase and presented it, "you
know the language of this: ~ 80, : ,fsas
"The memory Of this shalHbe1 s's
As lasting o the cedar trce.' - a,eI=
Miss Fontleroy gracefully accepted the
gift. Their eyes met. Such o heart beam as
shone in Frederick's! sssi.sst =
4 will doubt him no more, thought the
proud May Us conduct may at times seem
trifle caprfcious, but he is truth itself.
will never be Jealous again, and of such !;
girl as - lie Addie BY the vi 81 Ii n -
Pom ssnor, now, would give pretty
penny if knew my o~n mind z
have known them thoroughly. 1t looks rea
sonable, therefore, that it is not the size o
Mr.. Parloe's intellect which stood in the wa,
of his becoming acquainted with it. Neithe
its profnndity. q gss,s.s..s
Jr,ying the future by the past, it did no
seens probable that his very Aifuse affection
would ever come to 2 focus. His heart wa
servicable enough till she tried to thread j
needle, and then she found she was what tn
country people call "scatter-sighted," sh
could see everything else but the needle ant
aThere,s nothing half so sweet in life
As loves young dream. sa4s fF
These words sang themselves over again I
four persons at least; for there was Q thir
Young lady ut Mrs. Pulsifer's party, who had
or thenrhf she had q right to palpitation o
the heart when Mr.. Pard0e pressed her hand
Had he not told her that "for several virtue
he had liked several women, but she so per
feet, so peerless, ETC., etc. -. .s
And a man who knew his own mind coul'
not have quoted Shakespeare more aptly, to
Jane Liscom was q rare woman, with oni
one fault Of sentimentalism. 1t was mar
vel that the shallow Pardoe could appreciat
her. : greater marvel still, that Jane shoul'
hsya looked on him with favor. 1 shall no
frv to account for it. We all know what lit
tie god Was born blind -. s,s,-
In the midst of his conversation with tn
aueenly Miss Fontler0y, Mr.. Pardocs 'erran
cyes' wandered across the room to Miss Lis
Noble woman thought he, wrapped u
the majesty of her own thoughts She - no
q beauty, but how do l know she Is not TN
second self. I am sec6lgf Really must g
over and speak to her. sas
Miss Liscom met him with frank cordlalltl