The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1879-05-15

substantially built of gray stone and
draped with beautiful wistarias that
climbed to the very roof, faced the Del
aware River, and the CLEAN of the water
through the branches of the catalpa-
trees that stood just outside the garden
gate, laden with ! snowy flowers, among
which the bees were having rare riot,
was pleasant sight to see.
Miss Isabella Spooner, the real mis-
tress of the homestead-her mothers
extreme lassitude rendering her only
the nominal Sone-was a comfortable.
sentimental old maid, with an obtrusive
hgure Tin which respect she formed a
great contrast to her friend Mrs. Dusen-
berry,, light, very light blue eyes, and a
snub- nose. She wore her hair brushed
back from her forehead-a forehead
much like her mamma's--and falling in
curly crop in the back of her head. In
evening dress these curls were always
tied with bit of bright ribbon, which
impaired to them, quite juvenile ap-
pearance and charm.
Miss Isabella dotted on poetry, and
looked upon all rhymers as "heaven-
oorn." In fact, she had an intense re-
spect for and admiration of all persons
connected with literature, and was wont
to say, I" Could Z have been pen-gfited
| would have asked no other BOOM"
show uery sweet" said Mrs Dusen-
berry, in soft, too soft voice, as Miss
Spooner, after reading the verses quoted
above, took her scissors irl hand.
"They remind me of some lines intro
duced in my first letter to Professor
GAM at the timeI became so interested
n the habits of the birds of North
America. He said afterward, xby-the-
bye, that the brightness of that letter
absolutely dazzled him." Mrs. Dusen-
berry prided herself on her letter writ.
ing, and, anxious that her talent should
not be "hid under bushel," wrote on
the subject which she thought would be
most interesting to him. with q hint as
to the impression he had made or her
susceptible heart, to every man with
whom she came in contact, as soon as
possible after forming his acquaintance.
6 And when do you expect her, Isa-
bella?" asked Mrs. Spooner, lifting her
hands, of which she was very proud,
from her lap, to regard them more close
ly, and then listlesslyf dropping them
again II, xEf
:" This afternoon toward evening, -
answered Miss Spooner, taking a letter
from her pocket and referring to it
"She writes: I hope to arrive just as
the sun is beginning to drown inyou1
beautiful river. and the evening star
peeps forth as bright-as bright, alas
as the eyes Of my Blue eyed boy"
How very sweet" said Mrs. Dusen.
berry. SIT reminds me of a note re.
ceived the other day from DIR. Drake, in
answer to one I sent him begging him
for a copy of his lecture on the Human
Skeleton. -, III E5sfe u III 13f5f3
swell, I should say she was right
smart. Yes-s," said the young pork
merchant, in nasal voice. "Then
verses sounded very pretty. I don'l
read any thing in the newspapers but
the lard quotations and hog market re-
ports smysef, but I know good po'trJ
when l hear it. And you read first rate,
Miss Spooner, you do. Yes-s.''
1t was nice," said his sister; "but
no better than friend Of mine can do
She can write; PONIES by the hour, bnt
she don't print none. She don't need
to, cause her pas rich. She only does
it for fun''
"AVell, I'm blessed" here broke ir
Capt. Hottop, dropping his feet with I
bang from the chair top on which they
had been elevated, eff I wouldn't like
to know what this is all about. Who i
she? And who's the blue-eyed boy?"
"Wby, bless me! you've just come
and you doa't know, do you, suncle2'
said Miss Spooner, putting the "pome'
away in her pocket-pook, and leaning
| back in her chair the better to meet th1
eyes of the Captain. "She's Mrs. Mont
gomery Montague, charming young
widow, and the blue-eyeds boy is he
only child2a lovely babe ="
Babelet," corrected Mrs. Dusenber
ry, at the same time playfully ~fickin8
the cheek of youth at her side, one o
the mere mentioned, who in his interes
in Mrs. Spooner's story had neglected
to fan the rival of Madame De Sevinge
after having been, captured and detailed
for that duty only five minutes before
>"And when her husband died, Icon
tinued the far Isabella /" Che was tn
younger son of an aristocratic Englisl
family, one of the very highest t-inti
mate with, the Queen and hesrarl ava,
to this country on q lark, and his. folk
disowned him because they thought b
married below him, though I've NJ
doubt she was much too good for him
and he treated her shockinglD, hi
father sent for the boy, and tore, hin
from his weeping mothers arms.
"tAnd recked not tear or prayer
quoted Mrs. Dusenberry.
"But why did she let them tax
him? ?'' shouted the Captain. I" By heav
ems! they couldn't have taken him
she'd "a held on. Foreigners tearing
citizers of the United States from thei
mothers arms! Who ever heard of sue
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