The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1870-09-03
NY STORY.


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with such q stolid air, and then pu
khe brown parcel for that brown caflcI
nan as indifierently as though Ii wer
DO consequences In the worldf
IN lookin' for a letter." said Brow
leo, sleepily; folks been gone nigh
night now"
Takin' a spell with the old man, aim
T" inquired Mr.. Jones, evidentl,
ling her the more interesting of tht
Yes, but l says TO sary Ann
never heard what: I went out of III,
Fe, SO fun Of disappointment and dis
that | had to stop and wonder which
to turn. My rapid walk in the brac
October cir, and the enthusiasm o.
g that my vivid Imagination had con
d up in regard TO that mythical letter
Oh now seemed likely to never have {
pg, had put me into a state Of excite,
BIT that could not be cooled down all al
|, and there was no safety. valve al
ID to carry 1t of.
Wait for the train" was my first
night, but the track looked hopelessly
puggestive of cars In the distance. i
not are to cit with Mr. Jones and be
echised respecting my past, present
future; the messy rock just at the
PATTON in the road was picturesque, but
fdedly cool at four o'clock in the after
~; and wondering for the twentieth
6e that a forlorn little country store
Puld be nestled in the midst of so much
putty, l toiled up the ascent weary and
pirited-vainly wishing that l could
Q plunged suddenly into the office
p whence the expected letter was to
mate, and grasp the delinquent by the
OF his head, to bring him to a realiz-
sense of what he owed to society in
eral and to me in particular.
u course, the creature was not re-
nsible for the delay Of the cars; but
at least . week I had daily taken
trip of q mile-quite to the amuse-
ht of the family, who had begun to
oh and hint at the attractions of Mr..
les; which attractions consisted in
having a wife, and living where men
e scarce and women plentiful. The
(stery about this letter was not the least
|ghtful part Of 1t; and / would not
g the postmsrk and handwriting seen,
fear of endless questions and teasings
eut my gentleman correspondent.
or was spending these golden DC.
yer days with friends who shared their
les and pleasures with me, and expected
same In return; but in this matter I
an arch-hypocrite, for it was my pet
ret-brooded over, and jealously
hrded from every approach. I had been
ing my wings a little out in the world,
1t remained to be seen whether I
puld fall TO the ground hopelessly
pshed, or oar away on a cloud Of fame
aome height quite inaccessible to
inary minds.
Df course l had been writing; and l
host thought that no one had ever done
before. For a month and more | had
en drinking in the beauty that lay
lund me-the beauty Of hill and stream
q changing leaves and autumn sunsets
Until 1t seemed to me that 1t would be
tie despicable to live such a life and yet
y eat and drink and sleep In the
hinary way. So, in a wild, delirious
rst for fame land truth compels me to
y, money also), I put pen to paper, with
bat l fully believed to be the sudden
.ppiration Of slumbering genius; and the
sult was actually a story? 1t had an
beginning, middle and end, with
hero and heroine, conversations anus.
3, instructive and pathetic, and sn
tonishing quantity Of chapters and
'ges. Indeed, l was amazed at the
with which 1t grew beneath my
and in my Ignorance considered this
additional recommendation.
] wrote 1t by snatches, for some Of
Q family were always hunting me up
d commenting on my fondness for
and I had read 1t so often to
yself that | almost knew 1t by heart.
aimed high, and having selected q
'pular periodical, I sent It off with a
Oldest note, in which the editor was
yored with my address and requested
send a speedy answer. That was two
eeks ago, and no answer yeti
II was too provoking, when this was
to be told that the mail was not
, Tor now l must wait until Monday be-
| had another chance. The post
was q mile Of, and as I was the only
ne VINO particularly expected anything
oae Of them would take the trouble to
lake q second visit.
Any letter !" as | approached the
0use.
! shook my head with o feeling Of Bit
mess as / reflected that 1t was harder
I me than for any of the rest. People
go for letters are always looked up
IS In q measure responsible for their
'n.arrivgl; and as I had often had the
ellng myself, / was not surprised to see
y! they regarded me as an incompetent
Herman.
ine day closed in, and that delightful
ne which old fashioned people call
sarly candlelighting" arrived-the
w Of the whole twenty-four when It Ia
, charming to draw cozily up to the
w lamp and open letters, papers and
Ks that have Just arrived.
\, ne were . rather nice looking party at
Edge-plenty of bright eyes and
''eka, and quick merry tongues, with
|. unbounded capacity for enjoyment.
~ M. Darole, too, was 80 kind and
,spaaple, and tie open wood fire was
sety, filing the room with dancing
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