The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1873-07-16

my S1AC SeANts buo II - ~ HSAeAOA4i
we meet human being up here in
the hills that you tempted me to
listen.'
Never had Jerrold looked upon a
face that so fascinated him. The
girls dark hair, and a face on
which there always lived bloom,
but to which there never mounted a
decided color. appeared the very
embodiment Of health and vitality.
But it was the wonderful mobility OF
| the features that constituted their
greatest charm; their expressions
were as shifting and various as the
atmosphere upon an April morning.
Every mood and passion they reflect
ed changed them into another face !;
now they were those of a laughing
Hebe, now those of simple child /;
she was a woman for whom men
would cast aside every tie Of heaven
and earth, and for whose love per-
dition would not appear to them too
high price to pay.
Before Jerrold could reply to the
girl, gentleman on horseback rode
up.
so, Berta,' he said to her. ''you
ran away from me-" And then,
seeing the stranger. he bowed polite
ly, and added, cit isn't often these
wild hills are visited by strangers"
A brief conversation ensued, end
ing in visit to the temporary camp.
The gentleman introduced himself as
Blanton Fenshaw, a planter of the
neighborhood, and the girl as Berta
Fenshaw, his niece.
do you intend to remain here to-
night p he asked as he prepared to
60.
Yes" was the reply; I'VE are
very lazily seeking pleasure. and
camp wherever fancy dictates"
Then l shall insist upon seeing
you at my house. You see it yon-
der" he said, pointing to a planta-
tion residence dimly visible in the
distant plain, "and until then good
day"
Berta added her invitation, and
uncle and niece were soon riding out
of sight.
Knowing by experience the hospi-
tality Of Louisiana planters of the
class, and certain that the
was intended for actual
acceptance. the tourists decided on
the morrow
On that same morrow, toward
afternoon, Berta Fenshaw sat in her
room thinking of Jerrold Gray. She
had dreamed Of bim during the
night, and she was wondering why.
1t was not because of a dearth Of
young men among the circle Of her
And all tie region |
knew the pretty heiress. She knew
all the old men and women in the /
country, and their numerous COM
plants. She was godmother to half I
the babies. The young planters of 7
all the adjoining counties were in
love with her and proposed to her at
regular intervals. But Berta was
She was very happy as
she was, and if she did marry, he
must be more Of a hero to win her
han she had seen.
Had Jerrold Gray seen the pretty
leiress. and known that he was the
subject Of her thoughts, he might
lave been more fattered. but scarcely
more in love with her than he really
vas. Her room was arranged with
III the simple taste of a well-bred
sirl. Her hanging book shelves
we're well-flled with their row of
,oets, their row of useful works.
The neat little writing table, with N
IS gilt inkstand and its pretty,
ostly nick-nacks, stood in the win /
ow, and above it hung the cage Of
er pet canary. There was piano.
90, and a well-flled music stand. /
JpOn all the room was the impress
nd evidence of womanly taste and /
eatness; nothing was prim, but {
verything was properly arranged
Above all, neither in books, pictures, 8
lusic, nor dressing-table in the adj '
,ining room, was there the smallest f
ign of fastness, that almost omni- t
otent drawback to the charms of
le young ladies of the present day
ut none of these things interested !
le young lady just now, and in the t
iddle Of her reverie she heard the t
rival of the tourists and the voice n
her uncle welcoming them. Has a
" finishing her toilet. she went y
OWN to the sitting-room, where she a
'und the gentlemen in conversation. I
erhaps it was natural that the two j
oung members of the quintet
,avitated toward each other and II
ere soon in an easy converse. @
ater, Berta showed him the gar o
ms, etc. The call proved so pleas
It, and all were so pleased with Ii
e congenial intercourse, that the d
urists complied with the planters 81
cent invitation to spand q week at