friend now far away."

"Now, miz, I makes my discovery," returned Mr. Gusher, turning over a
leaf of the music, and looking enquiringly into Mattie's face. "Zat
young friend, so far away, wiz his memory so near ze heart. Well, I
shall think no more of zat. You shall zee I shall make my compliments,
and shall cut out zat one young friend what is so far away. You shall
zing me some grand music, so full of ze love, and ze poetry, so as my
heart shall lift up wiz joy." Here Mr. Gusher flourished his hands and
executed several waltzing steps, as an expression of how his feelings
were excited by music.

Mattie turned suddenly around to witness this peculiar exhibition, when
Tite's letter fell from her bosom to the floor.

"Ze revelation! Ze re-ve-la--what shall I say? If I only speak ze Englis
so good as you, now!" exclaimed Gusher, affecting a loud laugh. And
stooping down quickly, he attempted to seize the missive. Mattie was too
quick for him. Regaining possession of it she restored it carefully to
her bosom, an expression of joy and triumph lighting up her countenance.

Disappointment now took possession of Mr. Gusher's feelings. His manner
indicated what his heart felt. Never before had his expectations and his
ambition been so lowered, or his vanity so exposed. He had expected to
find a beautiful, simple-minded country girl, ready with hand and heart
to become a willing captive to his charms. And yet he had failed to make
the slightest impression on her. Nor was that all. Her heart and her
thoughts were evidently engaged in another direction. What, he enquired
of himself, could her mother have meant by the encouragement she gave
him to visit her home and see her daughter? His curiosity to find out