The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1881-07-13

Biluipsv VI laiE yuuuS ldCe, not u
beautiful one, but one fresh aud sun.
ny, and wearing an expression pure
and noble, and good withal. He saw
large. brown eyes filled with soul, and
warm, red lips, tremulous with feel
ing, an clear-broad brow, stamped
with intellect, over which waved
hair Of dark rich shade, these
he saw underneath little cottage
bonnet of white silk, unadorned by
ribbon, lace or,fowers; for the young
lady before him was that sweetest Of
Imaginable creatures, pretty Phila-
.deIphia Quakeress.
Atthat moment the. .soulless statue,
Albert had half denied by his admir-
ing homage, fell from its pedestal,
and a fair ideal Of womanly lowell.
ness, sanctified by goodness, mounted
'tFidmphantB 70 its place. .-'''' - ;''..
Do not condemn my hero, when /
say be followed a respectable distance
behind the young Quakeress, as she
walked up Chestnut street, then
turned and passed up Seventh street
to Arch, and up Arch almost to
Broad street. Finally, she ran light
ly up some dazzling white marble
steps, and entered a plain but ele-
CANT looking mansion. AS Morris
passed, he glanced at the door plate,
1t bore his own name; and with u
feeling half pleasure, half pain, he
recollected that there resided u dis
tant relative Of his fathers. There
had once been some difference be-
tween the families, and all inter-
course had long since been suspend
ed. As might have been anticipa-
ted, Mr.. Albeit Morris suddenly be.
came an active peace maker. Such
cold feeling of cstrangemcnt be-
tween those connected by the ties Of
kindred, was unnatural, unchristian,
and ought no longer to exist. Thus
he argued, until his mother (now Il
widow and his nice, obliging sis.
ters, set forth on u visit of concilia-
tion, or rather reconciliation. This
was perfectly successful, and soon the
long frozen tide of social intercourse
flowed again sunny and swift.
Oh, such times as the two families
had together! Such morning walks
and rides; and then such social even.
ing gatherings for all sorts of limo.
cent and sensible enjoyment. In
deed it was pleasanter and better,
and moro delightful, every way, than
| can tell.
| surely need not say how glad
was Albert in his heart, when he
listened daily to the praises of dear
gifted cousin Annie, from his af1ec-
tionate sisters and enthusiastic young
brothers, and even from his thought
ful, intelligent mother. All! the
heathen divinity's fairy bark some.
times has smooth sailing, say what
they will.
1t happened that Annie was deep
in the study of the German at the
time, and Albert presently discover.
ed that he really must rub up his
knowledge of that grand language.
After this what enchanting long
mornings, what charming jaw dislo.
eating hours they spent over Goethe
and Crabbe.
But the time came when it was
away with these old fellows, and let
the heart speak through lips and
eyes, u poetry more delicious and elo.
quence more subduing.
i; Il 4; i 4 #
"My dear Albert" said Annie Nor.
ris, now two months wife, "what
possessed thee to send home that
enormous orange tree? | could
scarcely find room for it in our con.
servatory."
"Ah, Annie" he replied, "I love
the orange; it is Il sacred fruit to me-
"Now, what can'st thou mean?