The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-09-10
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behind her with his flute.
"How enchanting she looksw ex-
claimed Hugh, the wild but good-heart-
ed brother of Fanny Waters. "By Jovel
If she don't shame Venus with her clas-
sic beauty! They say that Warren has
secured the prize, but I don't believe
it." ~
"But it is certainty that he has
waited on her exclusively for the last
three months. He used to wait alter
nately upon all the girls in the city,"
replied George Danvers.
'1'll bet you an oyster supper rll in
troduce her to somebody who'll cut him
out" "r
"Done !" said his friend with smile
One person heard these jesting words
with thrill of disappointment. Her
bert and Effie had been invited to the
soiree, and had come early to the house
of Mrs. Card, vino had given the enter
tainment. Florence had not seen them,
for, as they were unacquainted with
most of the company, they remained in
the background.
Herbert's heart beat wildly when
Florence took her seat at the piano.
Three days had passed since he had ad-
dressed her, and he felt confident that
she had received his letter. One idea
now elouded his anticipations, which
had never before crossed his mental Wis
ion. "Was she affianced ?" He had
seen young gentleman enter the room
with her; had noticed that he had dwelt
upon her words, and was exceedingly
attentive to her performances. He mem
tally pronounced him hOmely and un-
refined, though most of Henry Warren's
city friends called him handsome and
interesting. His fine oval face was
shaded by luxuriant growth of dark
brown hair; his manner was engaging
and his voice pleasant, but Herbert
could see nothing amiable, pleasing or
intelligent about him.
"You see through a glass darkly,"
said his sister affectiOnately, with a
covert meaning which he well under
stood, in reply to his expressed opinion.
"What causes that fever-spot upon
her cheek ?" he unused. Echo, from the
caverns of her heart, answered with a
vague expression, which he happily
construed into the truth.
She was excited, but was striving to
still her agitated system by desperate
effort to excel in the music with which
she was engaged. A dress of gray silk,
exposing the well-rounded shoulders,
whcrO tho glossy eurls were thinnest, a
simple black silk cord, from which was
suspended neatly-wrought gold locket,
falling little below the waist and Sc
cured at the termination of the corsage
by diamond pin, and wreath of nat
ural flowers upon her brow, became her
singular beauty and set off her natural
grace.
"Why, Herbert Goodwinw said Hugh
Waters, as he espied him among the
crowd. 'I did not know you were here
Are you acquainted with my sister and
Miss Willard ?n
~ would be pleased to have an intro.
duction," he replied, ingeniously con.
triving to neither acknowledge nor deny
his former acquaintance with Florence
~ have heard that you once had de-
cided penchant for Miss Willard, bu
suppose than boyish dream long age
vanished into thin air."
"My sister is present. Perhaps sht
would like to become acquainted will
your friends" he said, not venturing t.
reply to his last remark.
"Excuse me, Miss Goodwin; 1 haC
not discovered you. We will think tina
your brother and yourself have COM
here for the sole purpose of taking items
if you don't stir about little occasion
ally"
''Please request your sister and he
friend to come to us. don't like to g
through the crowd to the piano." sal,
Effie, difidently.
"You needn't be ashamed of the sen
sation you'll create" he replied, with
roguish look of admiration, as he starte
after Florence and Fanny.
He had become acquainted with ou
friends at the Institute few years be
fore. He had left school with some
what superficial education, and the.
had met him but seldom afterwards.
Herbert's heart beat more wildly tha
ever, as he saw the object of his hope
and fears approaching them.
miss Willard and my sister; Mis-
and Mr.. Goodwin" said Hugh.
Florence bowed haughtily, but th
t struggle to subdue the fire in her hear
: was not sufficient to keep her self-pos
t session there. Her lips blanched, an
for moment she hesitated. Effie wa
/ first to speak. 81 believe we have me
e before, Miss Willard; didn't we trave
together few days in the UmatilI
! Valleys"
= eyes, L remember; but should hav
( hardly known your la
b "Have 1 changed so much s''
+ "You have changed but little in fes
S lures, but have always thought of yo
t as the little girl who chased little Ind
: ans along the UmatilIa River. 1t seem
d strange to see you grown"
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