The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1890-07-16

1-o'+|- ufihkinS IN the inspiration
with my back against the wall and
my eye-glass poised deIicately be-
tween my finger and thumb, wishing
Are. AlIworthy would Introduce me
70 somebody, and wondering what
-1Iat man with the black mustache
|rae lurking among the orange trees
'1 tpe conservatory for, and why he
'kept lodging back whenever a pur-
old couple with stwo hundred
oslss nd" plainly betokened in
1eir consequential airs, walked by,
ben there was a sort of hum and
zig through the assembly, aud the
&ost beautiful angel ever imagin-
ame floating inl
autifull Thatis altogether too
a word. She was divine
Magnificent; Venus couldn't have
held = candle to her, and Eugenic
would have seemed a perfect dowdy
b. AZ sidel Curls like gold-a
c0mplez:on Of snow ss,sd-rose-b bloom
eyes like living sapphires, and a
mouth well, thar was entirely past
description. / thought of sea coral,
wild strawberries, in rapid success
ion, but pshaw! not one of 'em was
half as scarlet and fresh and dewy
as her lips.
She was the bell of the evening
surrounded by eager crowds of gen
tlemen, dispensing her coquettish
words and bewildering smiles with
the most dazzling profusion. Mrs.
'Allworthy called her Blanche, and
her admirers worshiped her under
the title of Miss Worthington. This
mnch / ascertaincd by the most
dilIigent use of my ears-also that
she was a much -courted hciress, and
that the pursy old couple were her
guardian uncle and aunt.
AT length the beauty seemed to
grow weary of adulation, and her
splendid eyes roved languidly
around the gas lighted rooms. l
gazed in silent admiration, unmoyed
by the audible whisper of Smith,
"Not to open my mouth so wide!"
One glance of those melting orbs,
and / felt that / could have died at
her feetl
What, then, was my surprise and
rapture when dimpling smile
broke upon her lips, and an inter
ested expression frightened her face
as her eyes fell causually on me.
Could believe my own eyes? She
certainly looked on me with favor
and kindness-nay, / even fancied
thata roseate blush overspread her
peach blossom check, us gesotl
with respectful admiration on herl
Heayensl the dizzy delight of that
momentl
She leaned over toward Mrs. All
worthy, our hostess, and whispered
in her car. The next
moment Mrs. Allworthy beckoned
smilingly TO me.
How l ever passed through the
long room can't tell even at this
time. 1t seemed as if were walk
ing on the sea of bright clouds, un-
til stood bowling before the ladies,
my face flushed deep beet.color
and curious iingling sensation in
my ears and the ends of my fingers!
"Mr. Jones, Miss Worthington
requests to be mado acquainted
with you"
The introduction followed, and.
the first thing knew tiny white
gloved hand was resting on my
arm, while an instinct vision of
golden curls, white lace fiounces,
and dazzlingly radiant eyes was
floating along by my side.
To be promenading with the belle
of the gay world-and at her own
request, too! No wonder ! was in
toxicated with rapturel Ah! Smith
might look as supercilious as he
iiked-he never could aspire to this
honor-and the young dandies
might look daggers as much as they
was in the skiesl
All the evening she remained at
my side, listening with seraphic
smiles to my sentimental speeches
and French quotations, and lisping
the sof and sweetest of replies.
If ans pnng puppy came up to re-
quest er hand for polka or Ian
GERS, she said, "she was engaged, ."
imploringly mp at me. Whereupon
1 instantly confirmed her answer,
and whispered to my own glad
heart:
'She is-she is my own! A clear
case of love at first sight Is this
n reality 0r is ~ only n hIassad