Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1871-07-12

JUS AhN otlNhuu iANN0 VI Aht NNllfA iht uNil-
er, on the bed, in dressing sack undress jet
dark hair flowing loosely over the pillow in
charming disarray, is reading newspaper
Presently she says, " What DO you think Of
this Mollie ?"
if We knew the woe and heariachc
Wathng for IA down tho road,
u our lips could Taste the wormWood
If our back could feel the load,
Would We waste the day in wishing
For time that nc'er can be
Would We wait In such impationce
For our ships 10 come nom sea
II we knew
Now, Elnor, please don't inhict any more
of that dolcful strain on me It's enough
to give one the blues if they believe in it.
but don't
Believe in what ?"
Why, the hesrtache and all that said
this wise young person. " think it's all
sentimental nonsense. And | can't endure
being forever twitted, as it were, about the
future. Some people are always putting a
damper on your spirits, like aunt Olive, with
her Well, enjoy yourself while you can,
Mollie, you're eating your best gingerbread
now = And then she shakes her head and
sighs, as if she wondered how | could be
cheerful, with fearful calamities impending
over my unlucky head, as she plainly fore
sees. For my part, | fully expect to be al
ways Just as happy as am now"
But every one has trouble sometime
said Eliuor, who was twenty-five, and had had
experience.
"0h, some people do, | know, but don't
feel as if ever should, that is, anything se-
rious. I'm not afraid Of the future. be-
lieve it will be vastly more splendid and de-
lghtful than this hum drum, every day kind
Of life Im living now. want to give my
whole mind to my back hair, which | will
admit is a trial"
So silence reigned, broken only by an occa-
sional rustic Of Einors paper, or a sigh Of
impatence from Mollie at the obduracy of the
back hair, which would be one-sided and con-
trary. Finally, this great undertaking was
brought to a satisfactory close. An intent
scrutiny Of the head mirror revealed no fault
Now, Elinor, which would you wear, pink
or blue ribbons ?"
Z" Blue. by all means. Blue is your color
Dick will like the blue best, know
" Dick - said Miss Mollie, tossing he
head expressively, "as if his opinion mad
I any difference ~
1t will when you are Mrs. Dick
I It's very vexatious in you, Elnor, to tai
to me about Dick in that way"
. But it is so obvious, Molle'
a. No, it isn't. Dick and have alway
, been good friends, ever since he used to draV
me to school on his sled, years ago. Yo
know | have no brother, and his sister Rox
is so much older than he, and we live so nea
. each other, we naturally go together every
where. | think everything Of Dick--as
brother, | always feel so comfortable and q
home with him, and he would do anything fc
p me, know. But he is the last person
I should ever think of marrying He is NJ
!. my ideal at all"
4 "O Oh, the wisdom of eighteen !" laughe
Einor, from the heights Of superior age an
experience Pray, what is your idcal?''
=" lie must be tall -
- so is Dick" interrupted Elinor.
~ with black waving hair" continued Mo
70 lie, subimely unconscious of EIinor's sugge
a ton, " and splendid flashing black eyes and
a moustache, and a naughty, scornful air"
= Poor Dick, with his red hair, homes
" frackled face, and big hands; this was eS
e IDENTIFY not he Wealthy, | presume ~
,e Why, yes, though that is not so essenti
- as that he should be very talented, and pop
m lar, and eminent. should like him to go
n Congress, and do something great and gloriou
AZ But, dear me, it's half-past ten, the tin
10 Dick promised to be here. Now, how do
n look, Elinor? Take a critical survey"
ar Elinor looked smilingly at the slender 6gu
in the white dress aud blue ribbons, on t
q bright, eager face, the eyes full Of restl,
yet confident longing" the round young chee
as yet unfurrowed by a single bitter tel
the brown hair in which a chance sunbei
rs thing brought the tears to Elinor's eyes
is was hardly conscious thought, only a sudd
of rush of tenderness, she hardly know why,
st this ignorant young thing. But being nal
n rally retcent, and ndisposed to speak
is deeper feelings, she only said, after momen
in pause, you'll do very we'll Handsome
m that handsome does That was the conn
in ment grandma Barnes brought me up
ne I'm not given to aattery, you know
he "How queer and contrary you are tod
to Einor,' said Mollie. But l suppose it's
a. cause you feel SO disappointed at losing
nj picnic How unlucky you should 81 rain y,
X ahcle yesterday, Oh all Gays
is expect to enjoy myself exceedingly
he quiet way after you are gone. | am
us in the most exciting part of Jane Eyre
lly And then there's Johns last letter you
not only read six times yet" suggested Mollie
Einor blushed
IA "Oh, there's Dick should know dan,
he step anywhere" and with bright nod GU
lso the window to the up-gazing Dick, one
aid peep in the glass, and hasty good
nre Elinor," Molle was off
The carriage rolled lightly out OF the va
the summer breeze rusted the naples boug
faint fragrance floated into the window f
the hay field below. "Jane Eyre" drop
al. from Elinor's hand there was a more in
os, estng romance for her--her own. From VI
no the pillow she drew a letter--read once II
W. the well-known words. Then she lay lool
ue out of the window with a smiling, far
,cb dreamy look in her eyes, and | suspect
,od sage experienced Einor was building
yift castles, in which one John figured prominer
, Molie need have wasted no sympathy
s n her cousin. Picnics are sometimes iailul
of air castles never.
one Meantime Mollie, with blue ribbons
IDS tering in the breeze, was dashing along to
uld picnic, chattering the vcriest nonsense to
fo's admring Dick, little dreaming that this 5
be- picnic was to be one Of the turning point
yes her life, day to be looked back upon '
and tears, and pangs of that same heartach
ing which she had so recklessly thrown the ga
.ow let of defiance. So lightly 60 we to q
Of the fates.
ser. To say that Dick was in love with !
! lie," would but feebly express his condit
the He regarded her as his own private propc
lin They belonged to each other 1t wa
hat natural they should be together as that
oys flowers and pine trees should grow in
same soil. by just as much as he was
and strong, aud rather homely and awkv
iia. withal, did he admire Mollies daintin
red and beauty, and careless grace. She /
i've piled what was deficient in his own natur
I evidently his other half He looked u
the her as with alteration, as a being almost
ant too good
.' For human natures daily food"
lOnl R,,i Mallie was young Thara M q