Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1870-04-12

white muslin, and that white rose in
her beautiful hair!'
Louisa tried-or appeared to try
to make her entrance as she had been
instructed, but after two or three
awkward attempts, she sank into the
first empty chair, saying despairingly,
there, | can't do it, Emily, and it's no
use to try It,"
A half suppressed litter ran thro'
the apartments, and all eyes were turn
ed scrutinizingly upon her Sir Ed
wards in pity and admiration for ne
saw, or imagined he saw. painful
blush overspread her cheek at her
awkward situation.
d" | thought you told me she was a
gawky looking country CIR" said the
younger Miss Wilmot to her sister.
| "And so she is; only Emily has
been seeking to disguise the fact by
rigging her up in her cast off clothes.
How disgusting! But then, what is
the use? she has shown out so soon"
"Why don't you play something or
other ?" asked Louisa. Why, up
where | liye-there it is again-par-
don me, Emily; | forgot was not to
name the country. only meant ii
was dreadful dull here, sitting stock
still, and staring at one another. It's
what call Quaker meeting--jist no
celebration at all"
Why, Louisa" said Mr.. Howard.
'our friends are enjoying conyersa-
tion."
Well, then, | should think they
would talk loud enough so | can hear
them; for really begin to think those
Two girls there" (pointing to the vii
mots) care poking fun at INT. If Id
worn my big elegant comb, what cost
my mother twelve dollars, and my
striped grown, | should have expected
70 have been laughed at, for Emily
told me so; but now don't see what
tbs you fad, being as how | am dress
ed as fashionable as any on you; tho
to be sure | look deal prettier in my
own clothes. But there It's: love
my cousin, and | guess you'd thought
she loved me, too, if you'd seen how
she cried and took on, for fear Id get
laughed at. And so | told her to rig
me up just as she pleased, though |
could hardly keep from crying, too
TO think how queer | should look"
At that moment, Sir Edward, who
really pitied Emily. who sat like a
statue, proposed music, and prevailed
on young lady who he knew to be
well skilled, to take her seat at the
piano.
After the conclusion OF her admira-
Bile performance, Miss Wilmot was in
vited, who replied in Latin: Take
away that nuisance, and | will"
Il will withdraw, and save him the
trouble" said Louisa, in the same
tongue
Miss WiImot started and redeemed,
while Sir Edward, almost confounded
-gazed alternately at the two.
Please, gentle lady, be little more
careful in future" said Louisa, dryly,
some apples are green when ripe"
NQuite discomfted, Miss WiInot
seated herself, and wishing to show
off, attempted very beautiful but dii-
fcult Ilatian piece; but not having
practiced sufficiently, and feeling a
little disturbed at what had transpir-
ed, she failed entirely.
Now, thought Louisa, is my turn /;
and tripping gaiIy forward with a mu-
sical laugh, she resumed the seat
which Miss Wilmot had left. As her
delicate fingers swept the notes, every
lover CT music gathered around her !;
and, when completing the music on
which the now mortified Miss Wilmot
had failed, every voice was earnest in
entreating her to continue.
What a mysterious angel she is
thought Sir Edward, as he viewed her
with rapturouS devotion. What grace
of form and movements! What splen-
did hair! and above all, what accom-
plishmentS I half-yes quite-sus
pect her of plot. Ay, yes, have it
now. She is no rustic, but more than
a match for the finest lady.
At that moment she sang to plain
tive air, with her mellow, touching
voice, and Sir Edward was completely
subdued-not that excellent music
was a new thing to him, by no means
but then the conquering little god
had aimed a successful dart-that's s
all.
"Do not again assume your rustic
manners" said Mr.. Howard to Lousia,
as she effected a polite escape from
the opportunities of her admirers: for
by this time Emily understands it all,
and | am sure is quite disguised with
the WilmotS."
While they were speaking, the
smiling Emily advanced, and shaking
her finger at Louisa, affectionately
said: "You are caught at last, my
precious cousin. When you perform
| your next comedy | advise you to
take the stage. as have no taste for
such cruel theatricals. Do see those
insulting Wilmots; how mortified they
: are. You served them right; and
, Sir Edward Walton is, I am sure, in
4 love with their country nuisance
O, charming charming! Now they
Y will have chance to envy instead Of
r desplse. But here he comes, laugh
ing right merrily."
v "a truly delightful comedy, Miss
:. Dalton, said he, bnt | like the clos
ing scene best; and Miss Howard
: Judging from your smiling face, oul
s tastes are not entirely dissimilar.' y
t "And only think, Sir Edward y ex
r claimed Emily, show cruel to keep me
t in ignorance of the plot; even my owr
tender-hearted papa all the time en-
l. joying my mortifcation-iBdeed,
y suspect him of conspiracy. But there
: it is; | half conceive their motive, ant
; | must feign a cure for fear of another
n bitter dose. o Louisa that elegan
cheer and pianny"
n By this time the whole company haC
o learned that the country rustic wal
: an assumed part. and we're fast ant
1t loud in their expressions Of her supe
N rior grace and beauty. Some laugh