The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1876-11-30
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NH8 lMeANtGA Oh BFaAaNM @s*
ebowder, and bad passsd her be tsr's
three times; she bad thanked him sweet
~. snd had gone 70 looking a5oui ne
room IN an abssstmiuded manner.
They are not very well.assorted
eonplo-pigaAat Pansy Way aud plaia
Ben Allison. he is not bad looking
man, fer he has q good faoe-a very good
fee; but be i rather awkward and very
much 10 love, and, although be has eyes
and ears for no Que else tonight. be has
spilled both coffee and oysters over
Pansy's lace scarf and blnsh-oolored
kids
Pan.y Is very pretty tonight Ia ber
Amethyst elk and pearls, her eyes out
shining Madame Hempstead's diamonds,
her ereamy complexion and red cheeks
dimpling all over with smiles.
Why DO these pale so suddenly, and
Der eyes grow 80 large, as little buzz ~
the rooms beyond announces the arrival
OF a gentleman, little taller snd more
elegant than any Of the elegant gentlemen
already assembled at Mrs. Doane's brilli-
ant reception. lie comes gracefully for.
ward, with that little toss OF the head
superlatively handsome people some
times have; bis voice Is well suited to his
amlable aud genteel bearing, as he con-
dones his late arrival to his hostess,
How verv handsome be Is as he stands
there. pushing back his beautiful hair $50
His large, magnetic eyes, bis marble.Iike
features, covered with such bloom as
Venus must have bresthed upon Apollo,
make him the perfection of physical
beauty.
What silly lisp Ben has thought
Pansy ,as she pushes back her plate How
sickening that cresm.cake Isl and she
quite imperaiiyely orders Ben 10 take her
back into the parlors.
She has scarcely tasted anything, and
Ben is frightened to see her grow so pale
aud all the sweet color fade out OF cheek
and lip and chin, and he lets her hustle
him along obediently.
In the course OF the evening she in
PRODUCES him to Miss Pinehem, a young
lady whose nose looks into her mouth,
and who discourSes eloquently over Ten
nyson, Byron and Homer. Poor Ben,
" no has no taste for poetry or The cIas'
sics, sits Oh the sofa beside her, and ami
ably tries to appreciate It all, sadly miss
ing Pansy who has begged for moment
to be by herself, aud has ran away to
the conservatory near; she has just put
her soft cheek down TO a csllalily, when
she hears quick, familiar step behind
her, and turns suddenly about no longer
pale, but redder than the scarlet gladiolus
near.
St. Clare
Psnsyl
Both sit down on the rustic sofa among
the nodding fuschias and oleanders-
there aas been no smile, no kiss, moi
even a clasp of the hand between them
and vet these two souls are perfectly
happy, with the joy of being near each
other.
/ The fountain FLASHES away softly, The
band clashes out in that sweet old Norma
old, yet always new-that has made
hearts beat quicker for SO many years
His coat-seeve brushes the sleeve of hel
dress; they look into each others eye'
and are happy-they are going back tc
other times.
Do you remember, sdys Pansy, tha
J J night OF the senatorial ball, when we sa
{ up in the gallery all the evening ant
$ talked, and had so much fun over OLE
d Mrs. Barry's dancing aud simpcring will
;. the younger membersS
Yes, that was glorious night; bu
like everything else delightful, It is il
the past.
Do you remember what the ex.gover
nor said about my eyes, aud you sske'
him II he had not overreached himself
little.
Yes; and would give half my life If
could ever be 80 superlstively happ
again. Oh, Pausyl and he takes the b
of hand that has been wandering abou
in her lap, over the silk flounces, anxiou
enough to be taken, il could only TAX
s. you aud live five thousand miles ava
from any one else, | should be perfect
happy.
why, Il would not be at all interes
ing. How tired we should grow OF eac
other.
But Pansy does not mean what 81
J. says, for as she meets again that all-coI
trolling, love-inspiring glance, she droI
81 her own aud bushes hotly.
~ However that might be, it cannot b
!. y for am settled and disposed OF, and e.
On gsged 10 Fanny Elroy. There sho Is, ju
i within the folding doors, taking
q young Grimshsw.
~ ~ Pansy looks eagerly at the tall, fine
~ developed woman, with face mo
statuesque and beaullfui-oue OF the
pure pink.and-wh.le, unihinking face
- with brow as clear as a child's-a W
man in whom 1t il almost impossible
90 wrong, as there is no element
.er wrong IN them-a miik-And-wster chs
u acter that could inspire no deep attac
neat Ia any ore, and YET YOU could y
help saying, How sweet when you ioc
ed At this harmless, gracious lovable ia
.tsr ny.a rich, stsy.at-bome woman, V
~ knew no more about the world Than
"a that has only crawled on one pane
elsss al its life Pansy, with her