Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 16: what you’re looking at

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10 MAUM GUINEA. invitation to a Christmas festival which was to be celesrated in the neighborhood. All that PEgr enue gocteey which had invested the manner of its delivery and reception, was only that consciousness which attends every little act of two persons who have just begun. to dream of that which they have not yet put into words. There was no more reason why Re have conveyed his message as subtly as if it had a challenge to a duel, and its answer have been dropped as cautiously as if it had been the key to z con- spiracy, than there is why two young people should blush when they chance to meet each other’s glances, or tremble when their hands touch accidentally. These are the inde- scribable “ airy nothings” which make the first stage of court- ship so a eae in experieney and hallowed in recollection. s Philip walked up and down the pease, thinking nothing, _ but dreaming every thing sweet and vague, the blood coursing through his heart to a music which thrilled every nerve—the music of his own hopes; though his step kept time uncon- . sciously-to the melody which floated from the direction of the stables, whither Hyperion had taken the horse. His rulet was singing; though remarkable, even among the rich-yoiced colored people, for the purity and power of his voice, it seemed to the young master as if it had never poured forth before so deep, unrestrained and joyful a strain. And per- haps it never had; for the colored man was dreaming, too ; and his memory was welling and full of the gold of somebody's smile—the toss of a crimson turban, the glitter of a pair of ear-rings, darting through all his visions. “Pears to me yer mighty happy to-day.” “ Well I is—spects because it’s comin’ Cris'mas,” answered Hyperion to the colored woman who addressed him ; and so surprised was he to think she should speak to him at all, ae ; Conmmicloooks.corn