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A CAPITAL STORY.
THE POOR, COUSIN,
BY WM. Il. CARPENTER.
. CHAPTER I. *
+» “Ihave good news for you, girls!” said Mrs.
« Montell, a portly matronly lady, as she entered the
breakfast room, one fine summer mornings with-an
There were three young ladies i in ‘the room, two
of whom were daughters of Mrs. Montell; and to
these she had addressed herself. Of the other, we
shall speak more particularly presently.
First of ‘all, let us introduce the Misses Montell
to the reader. .
Agathe, the eldest, was a tall, thin, spinster-like
young lady, with a sharp, oval, and rather pretty
-face ; very flaxen hair, and. very light blue eyes.—
As she had read in books that a pensive, and. lan-
guishing air, was exceedingly, becoming to ater-
tain style of beauty, she had adopted it as suitable
to her own; and as she had likewise heard, that it
was very feminine, and very fashionable, to appear
nervous on every occasion of the slightest noise;
-and as it afforded also frequent opportunities of |
starting suddenly, with a pretty timidity, and of
throwing herself into a varicty of exquisitely stud-
jed, and amazingly graccful attitudes, she became
feminine, and fashionable, and nervous accordingly.
Emeline Montell was the very: reverse of her sis-
ter, both in appearance and manners. She was
short, plump, and indolent ; loved her ease above
all things, and cared nothing for either airs or gra-
ces, The dress of Agathe was always in the
-heighth of the fashion, with every fold in its exact
place. *Emeline, contented herself with huddling
‘on her clothes carelessly, and to the great horror of
her sister, was continually mixing up the antiquated
and the new, with the most provoking good nature
> Ease was what Emeline loved; and to do nothing,
her supreme delight; and so she passed her time,
eiiacr lounging listlessly about the house, lolling
sleepily in a rocking-chair, or yawning over a book
upon the sofa.
‘The third young lady, whom we must ‘tow in-
troduce, was as different from her two companions,
in features, as in fortane. In years, they were all
three pretty nearly equal, as neither of them had
scon twenty summers ; but in positive beauty, Hes-
ter Russell was far superior to either. She was
lovely both in mind and person; and as modest
‘and retiring, as she was beautiful and accomplish-
ed. Her form was perfeet, and her face classic in
its outline, and full of expression; her eyes were
“of a dark rich hazel, and her hair of a glossy
fair white forehead whose fine proportions harmon-
jzed well with the womanly, yet intellectual char-
acter of her face.
Her dress was plain; mach plainer than the
Misses Montells; but it was neatly made, and fit-
of any kind; indeed, Mrs. Montell would “have
thought the simplest. jewel improper for a young
girl in her circumstances, and, perhaps, the world
would haye said Mrs. Montell was’ right; for alas!
Hester Russell was only—a poor cousip,;
Let us now return to Mrs. Montell.
“Ihave good news for you, girls!” said she,
“ Mr. Wentworth will be here in the course of the
“Mr, Wentworth!” exclaimed Agathe, starting
very prettily, and putting on an expression of tim-
id alarm. “Oh, mamma! oh dear, how my poor
heart beats. “Why did you not break the news
more cautiously; you. know’ how nervous I am.—
volatile, do, there’s a dear.”
With a faint smile, Hester arose and obeyed the
request, and then returned quietly to her seat.
“ Now he is coming,” drawled Emeline, sleepily,
“I suppose there will be nothing but dressing and
visiting, and these things put one to so much trou-
ble.” . .
“Why Emeline!” said her mother, with a re-
proving frown ; “Iam astonished at you! Recol-
lect, Mr. Wentworth is young and handsome, and
unmarried, and very wealtby.. Who knows but—”
she glanced from one to the other of her daughters,
and giving each a significant look, added—* Well,
well, we shall see!* Agathe, remember, I expect
you to make yourself as agreeable as possible.”
“Tam sure,” said Agathe, turning to survey her
thin face in the mirror, “I am sure Mr. Wentworth
will have no fault to find: with me, on that score,
provided he is not too boisterous. My poor nerves
are 80 easily discompored, uit a quict, gentle man-
ner is posirively necessary to my: comfort, I was
ill for.a week, you know, after Sarah let the China
vase fall; the horrid crash rings in my ears yet.”
“ Did you say, mamma, he was handsome ?” en-
show of intere:
“ Tandsome! a perfect model of aman. Bat
that is nothing; it is his great wealth my dears
that makes him so desirable for a son-in-law. Be-
sides, have I not frequently told you that all weal-
thy gentlemen may be considered handsome.”
Cousin Hester again smiled faintly in her far-off
corner, and while she plied her needle busily, she
wondered to herself how it was that her aunt al-
ways considered wealth and personal beauty as sy-
nonymous terms. Simple Lester, she kuew but
little of the world!
Mrs. Montell continued —* As Agathe is the el-
dest, you will of course, Emeline, allow her more
particularly, to reccive the attentions of Mr. Went-
worth; and thongh I do not wish you to be intru-
sive, yet if you can advance your sister's interests
by any delicate and well-timed allusions to her af-
fectionate disposition, and her proficiency in all la-
dy-like accomplishments, it will be your duty to do
so.” Mrs. Montell here paused for a moment as if
to give weight and impression to her instructions ;
and then, a3 another important thought struck her,
she added gravely—
“You need not say anything about her nervous-
ness ; gentlemen are rather shy of such maladies.—
Aosthe my dear, you had better ride out this morn-
ing and order a couple of new dresses for the occa-
sion, and be sure you select such colors as are most
becoming to the complexion.”
“Thank you, mamma, but the carriage jolts so,
over the rough stones, that one is discomposed af-
terwards for the whole day. As the weather is fine,
I think T would prefer walking, if Hester will go
« Certainly, with pleasure!” exclaimed Hester,
rising immediately, and putting carefully away her
“There! there!” cried Agathe, attitudingly—
“Pray don’t epeak so quick, cousin Hester; you
cannot tell how it jars my whole system. I declare
Lam trembling like a leaf” =,
“ You are too rough, child,” said Mrs. Montell,
to Hester, in a tone of grave reproof—“ Emeline }
perhaps you had better accompany your sister.”
“Me, mamma! Did you say me?” exclaimed
Emeline, opening her eyes wide— Pray let Hester
g0; itis so much trouble.”
« Well, settle it as you please, but be ready assoon
ag youcan. Agathe, my dear, you: need not stir;
ted her figure admirably. She wore no ornament
Hester will bring you your bonnet and shawl.”
Cousin Hester I wish you would reach me the sal |
quired Emeline rousing herself to exhibit some
SATURDAY, JULY 19, 1851.”
forgetting for a time both nervousness and indi
would find no favor in his sight.
made his appearance.
parties at their case, Mr. Wentworth ventured to
its contents surprised and delighted him.
yours, I presume.”
lieved they were cousin Hester's.
bolder and more spirited effects.”
Lester was about to murmur, that she feared the
Merit uf hex ckelchee was over estimated, athe |
Emeline iuterrupted her by saying
“Oh, sister Agathe draws too, sometimes i only ;
—” Only it is so much trouble, she was going to
say, but her mother anticipated her.
“Only she has been so much engaged of late, that
she has lost the facility with her pencil which con-
stant practice alone can give.”
Gentle reader, Agathe did oriental tinting !
“It is a delightful art,” said Mr. Wentworth, bow-
ing first to Agathe, and then looking with consid-
erable interest at the quict ITester.
“It is indeed,” said Mrs. Montell. “IIester, my
dear,” she added blandly, “will you oblige me by
inquiring whether Mr. Montell left word at what
time he would return.”
“A poor orphan nicce of mine, Mr. Wentworth,”
the matron continued, when Ilester left the room;
“an amiable girl, sir, in some things; but—" Here
would return in an hour,
“Thank you, my dear, you are very kind,” said
‘Mrs. Montell,smiling graciously ; while Wentworth,
glancing more curiously at the fair young girl, was
so struck with her beauty, and modest sweetness of
her deportment, that he would have given worlds
if Mrs. Montell had finished her ambiguous sen-
“What did she mean,” thought he, “by an amia-
ble girl, but?”
Gentle reader, that little insinnative word “uf,”
with its usually accompanied shrug, has crushed
the prospects of thousands.
The topic of music was shortly afterwards intro-
duced, and Agathe, forgetting her nervousness, sat
down to the piano determined to exert all her art
to please ; nor was she altogether unsuccessful, for
music was a passion with Mr. Wentworth,and Aga-
the was really an accomplished pianist.
Mrs. Montell’s eyes sparkled with delight as she
noticed the effect it produced upon her guest, and
when he had retired for the night, she exclaimed
“Well, Ideclare, Iam proud of you, Agathe !—
Only persevere in the way you have done this eve-
ning, and my word for it he is yours !”
“Persevere, mammal!” replied Agathe, sinking
languidly on the sofa. “Ah, you little know what
agony I have endured all this evening long. That
horrid music has almost racked me to pieces. Hes-
ter shall I trouble you for a glass of water ?”
‘ontell asked quickly—
“Ilow came that portfolio on the center table 7—
you this morning to take it up into your room.”
in. the evening. of the same day Mr. Ienry
After changing his travelling
apparel, he was ushered, with no little parade of
ceremony, into the drawing-room, where Mrs. Mon-
tell received him graciously, and her two daughters,
lence, assisted each other in paying him the utmost
The first appearance of their guest-interested
He was manly looking and intellectual ;
and they seemed to understand, intuitively, that
the affectations in which they usually indulged,
Tester was also in the room when’ Wentworth
She bowed, and‘ blushed
aightly on being introduced, and then leaving the
field to her cousins, retired to her usual quiet cor-
After some preliminary conversation had set all
take up a portfolio that lay on the center-table, and
“These sketches,” said he, turning to Agathe,
and pointing with his hand to some exquisite water
color drawings, “are very beautifal. Some of
Agathe colored, and then said, coldly, she be-
“Indeed !” said he, with an animated ‘glance to-
wards Mester, to whom he said—“You must permit
me, Miss Russell, to compliment you on your skill.
Thaye rarely scen the pencil of anamatenr produce
Tlester entered with the tidings that Mr. Montell ot
No sooner had Hester disappeared than Mrs.
One of your blunders, Emeline, I am afraid. I told
“ Yes, mamma, I know,” said Emeline. “I did
think about it, but it is so very wearisome going ap
and down stairs, that I concluded to leave it where
it was. Iam sure I do not see any harm in it, the
drawings are very pretty.”
“ Rash girl, it was the worst thing you could have
done! Mr. Wentworth would never have bestowed.
a thought upon your simple-minded cousin had he
not seen those drawings. For my own part, I won-
der why her foolish father gave her an education so
much above his means, and so improper for one of
her station in life.” .
“You forget, ma! Uncle was very rich at that
time... I have heard papa often say that uncle Ed-
ward lost the most of his property by the failure of
4 person whom he had befriended.”
“The greater simpleton he. .I am only sorry Iof-
fered his daughter a home.”
“La! How can you say so?
ter makes herself very useful.”
“And what if she docs? Ilave I not a right to
expect it from her? Jlave I not been a mother to
her, and treated her as one of my own dalighters ¢
Useful indeed! Could she think for a moment of
being otherwise ?”
“Well, I don’t want to talk any ree said Eme-
line, yawning, “it is so much troub! .
“Emeline,” said Agathe, nner “J wish you
would sprinkle a little cologne upon my handker-
“Me!” exclaimed Emeline. “Cannot you do it
yourself? Iam so tired. But here comes Hester,
she will get you anything you wish.”
You know Ies-
sa several days after this, Hester was not scen
Mr. Wentvevtth. _ The pulteic Mra. Montel an
ing her closcly engaged while assiduous court w
i to the handsome and wealthy guest, in all the
joux ways Wherein a woman’s tact shines most
ronspicitoe, is opinions on various subjects
were eagerly sought after, and his taste frequently
consulted, Means of enjoyment were multiplied,
visits were paid, and excursions planned. Would
he ride? @ carriage was at his service. Did he pre-
fer equitation ? a horse was at his command. Per-
haps he would like company? Agathe would be
pleased to go with him. Would he walk? Agathe
would show him the lions of the place. Agathe
could do this, and Agathe could do that ; Agathe,
inshort, was the very phoenix of daughters, and
would make one of the best wives in the world. It
was astonishing how many offers she had rejected
—Oh, Mrs. Montell, fie! Ilow could you fib so #
but her taste was so very fastidious. Some aay 0 or
ther, however, Agathe, would doubtles:
and though it almost breaks Mrs. Montells heart
to give her up, yet she would be the last person in
the world to stand in the way of her dear daughter’s
All this,and much more, was made known in con-
fidence to Wentworth at different times, until he
began almost seriously to think that Agathe maust
be a paragon of a maiden.
A number of dinner parties, excursions and pi
nics, was the consequence of Mr. Wentworth’s vi
to the Montell’s; to allof which, Hester was, as a
matter of course, invited; but it seemed to be singu-
larly unfortunate, that, almost always,when the par~
ticular day came, Mrs. Montel? had some pressing
matter for Hester to attend te that compelled her
to remain at home. These repeated disappointments
balanced mind; and yet, in the exercise of these
acts of self-denial, Hester never exhibited any peta-
lance, or sullenness,but surrendered her inclinations
cheerfully, and readily; although she could not help
fveling that the reasons given by her aunt for wish-
ing her to remain at home were oftentimes weak,
and frivolous in the extreme.: -
Agathe, by the stratagems of her politic mother,
having thus secured Mr. Wentworth to herself, be-
gan after a little while to relapse into her old hab-
its; and, as the constraint of his presence gradual-
ly wore off, believing him to be more interested in
her than he really was, she thought it might be as
well to presume a little upon her conquest, and so
suffered herself to be less Guarded than sho had hith-
One dey, after a little exhibition of her nervous-
ness, at which Mr, Wentworth, to whom the thing
were cnough to try the patience of even the best, .