The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-06-21

And then he went In and behaved
very well, considering. He was not
over cordial, to be sure, but when
Rossitur had gone he owned that our
dark young man was as handsome
as the devil, whatever that may be,
and had a way that was taking to the
| girls, to say the least.
'I suppose YOU aLe bJtL head and
ears in love with the fellow" he con
tinued.
"Oh, no can't one admire without
without Ioving?" we discIaimed.
''It isn't safe; but it is natural at
your ages. Girls ought to be kept
at school until they are twenty-five,
and their wits developed
every complimentary, Sirl' said I
very Indignantly, not yet being nine
teen.
"Fiddlesticks! I mean that the
man you would marry to-day you
would not listen to at twenty-five.
"You give me credit for great sa-
gacity. Take care you don't marry
an infant" Bat Tom only stroked
his moustache and whistled an air
frem ERA Diayolo," and said good
night.
[ was up early next morning to
see that Tom had a warm breakfast
before starting.
"Don't let your dark young man,
run away with your wits s-such as
they are, or with Cousin Chester's
spoons" he said putting on his over
coat. 81 may not be down for some
time again" and then he slammed
the front door, and ran for the stage.
was quite indignant, I assure
you.
"I didn't know the lords of crea-
tion were capable of such small jeal-
ousies,' said Ri.
Ri had gone sleigh riding next
morning when Mr.. Rossitur called,
and we had the drawingroom to our
selves, and 1 cant tell you all the
| splendid things he said-rom would
have called them spoony-things that
brought bushes, and made ones
heart thrill for happiness; thoughts
so well put, SO fifty chosen, that they
conveyed no suspicion of fattery, en-
sweetness of the voice, with glances
that expressed more than hps dared
utter, with brief hestations, and that
! lovely melancholy OF his, making S
smiles like sunshine after a storm,
and giving one the impression Of a
heart struggling gracefully to forget
its sorrow, so appealing to the SEN
sibihties of a young aUd romautic
girl.
How many drives and walks we
had together later, over the country
roads, into the green heart of winter
woods, returning home, rosy and
blissfuily weary, to tea and toast IN
the little back parlor before the open
grateI He never ran up to x
without remembering US, without
bringing back some nick nacls; q
ball of purple violets to swing IN the
arch, nest of hollywood boxes
painted in wild flowers to remind us
of springtime, photographs of for
eign splendors, and art journals that
we liked. On his return he would
make the remark, carelessly enough,
''I met Mr.. Vanrogue at the bank
to-day" or "I dined with Mr..
Vouge," or 'I declined aninvita-
tion to Mrs. Grundy's ball for sweet
sakes."
As matter Of course, two mex
perienced village girls were ready to
fall down and worship such hero
in society, and am not sure but we
looked forward to the day when the
Vogue would doorsopen to us, and the
Gruudy fddles do US service. When
I look back upon it I cannot believe
I was in love with Mr.. Raoul Rossi-
tur; but there was the charm of nov
city in his atmosphere, flavor of
romance in his bearing, added to the
knowledge that half the girls in the
town were courtiug his favor and re-
ceiving none. Moreover, q young
person is dangerously fattered by
ner first lover, and Tom had never
said a soft thing to me in mis- life
no matter whatever he may have
thought,
Well, affairs went on after this
manner for some weeks, when I dis
covered that I was growing jealous
of Ri-iealous if he danced with her
| too often, if he leaned over the tall
back of her chair and chatted conf
dentially. 1 know there are some
who believe that jealously is a test
of love, but I do nor [ was never
jealous of Tom in my life. It's a
test of vanity and self love, 1 admit,
and I had a supply of these attrib-
utes IN those days, prime quality.
l think Mr.. Rossitur must have OBJ
served that his attentions to Ri an
noyed me; for, later he treated her
with perfect civility when in mypres-
once, but also with entire indiffer-
ence. Now 1 was fond of Ri. She
might wear my trinkets, my gowns,
my Iaces, or anything that was mine;
but when it came to my lovers, re-
belled.
One day the conversation fell upon
jewels, and I wish you could have
heard the fine fancies he had about
them; he was like the girl in the fai-
ry tale who talked pearls and Iubies:
so nothing must do but I must show
bim my necklace that descended to
me from 1 don't know how many
great-grandmotheTs, bless Their
hearts! AS famous as that necklace
| which
''Undine with trembling hand,
Snatched from the wave for Hildebrande'' -
1t came originally from Venice, had
been presented at court, been ship
wrecked, and had seen a great deal
OF life, no doubt. cts my only heir
/ loom ssij CsCo,,S;, Fffoarkar