The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1876-02-10

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which was revealed 10 me.
"And rs for pinaiorcs," ] said, snlki!y
continuing my HoIiIoquy, and drawing III
my head again like Il turtle, I'm sure
they'd be- vastly more appropriate and
becoming than that little pinkcd and
scaIlopcd and puckcrcd affair Of plaid
siIk which Miss Lizzie wore under the
dignifcd name Of apron,'
Such muCy little pockets, fixed off with
gimp and things the corner Of Il tiny
note and the profile Of q big, yellow or
angc revealed from the di.tcndcd mouth
Of one, and the lace edge Of n handkcr-
chief with Il captivating rent nit hang
ing j%auntiIy from the other; such wicked,
knowing ]tasscls, such lengths Of yaric'
gated silk cord round, round and round
her pretty waist, ~ though once started
it had list it. way and had been travelling
in a circle every since, instead of going
straight ahead ~ any sensible cord would
have done that had been stout enough
not to get bccOilcd on the road. 1t looked
cOntcntcd, though, AZ if il didn't care a
whit for the predicament it was in, or
whether it ever went straight again, ~ it
could have that charming route to travel
round and round, and | began to wonder,
" He. splendid, lot, isn't hc?'
Miss Danes voice broke my wonder
ings. ] was modest in those days and
blushcd easily. My vile told ne yes.
tcrday, referring TO that morning, that the
tip Of my ear, just visible at the edge Of
my desk lid, grew red n, q coal, and that
her friend threw II lozcugc at it and
missed it by the sixteenth Of an inch.
wasn't aware Of the circumstance before.
Say, Lot, don't you think he's Splen.
did 20 came that loud whisper again.
"Ill do, | don't intend to tell him Of
it, .hc rrtOrtcd,
Evidently, however much aycrsc she
would have been to informing me on such
Il point, she was nothing 10th for me to
Judge OF her musical powers, for she burst
forth into a merry song and warbIcd like
bird in fact, liketwenty birds. Whether
my ear looked like II coNl or not, it drank
in that gay melody, and, wien it ceased,
Iougrd for more.
What eyes he has!
"Ralhcr too dccp.sct for beauty
"%Dccp-sct, indeed! They are protrn-
lng ~ Il cows, and rs big,'
"AIcrc difference Of opinion, my love,
Don't let IA Iuarrcl.'
"No Then, how much character there
is in his nose"
"Dccidcdly.'
! had I large nose, reader.
X" Room or more
started her there by dropping 4 book.
was actually getting angry. But she
recovered from her fright almost immc-
diatcIy, and went ON, in Il still louder
tone:
How DO You think he will answer ?'
"Answcr?'
Miss Arden spoke i%nquiringIy, in It
pulllcd voice
" You speak rs if You thought ! in
tended to propose to him..
" And 50, | dare say, you will, it being
lcap-ycar, and you - smlttcn'
4 merry laugh followed this sally,
" In that case | think he would answer
in the Affirmative"
90! you conccitcd creature, Lot Ar
dcnl'
"llush, What If Mr.. EIdridpc should
oycrhcar usy'
ASH ! hadn't overheard them,
"Who cares II he does? It's nothing
to him.
Nothing to me, to it there and hear
myself discussed in that way. oh, nothing
at an
" But, seriously, what do You mcan?'
"Why, have you forgotten that |
propIIcsicd Il Irritation? ! mean bow do
you think he would do for that?'
An! Il Irritation! Maybe admit hold
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