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"Goodness gracious!" cried Miss Sallianna, forgetting her attitudes, and vigorously rubbing her nose; "did any body ever?" "Ever what, ma'am?" "Ever see a person so hard to understand as you are, sir." "I don't understand long words," said Verty; "and you know I am an Indian." "I knew you were, sir." Verty shook his head, and smiling dreamily: "I always will be that," he said.

"Oh yes! she is disengaged," said Miss Sallianna, with a languishing smile; "the dear child has been roaming over the garden and around the ensuing hills since the first appearance of the radiant orb of Sol, madam. I think such perambulations healthy." Miss Lavinia said that she agreed with her.

That horrid old Miss Sallianna will scold me, though she does talk about the beauties of nature I wonder if she considers her front curls included!" And Miss Fanny tossed her own, and laughed in defiance of the absent Sallianna. At the same moment the Squire came out with Mr. Rushton, and called to Redbud. The young girl ran to him.

But now that was all changed. The young gentleman now presented a civilized appearance; he was plainly becoming more cultivated, and his education, Miss Sallianna argued, should not be neglected by his lady acquaintances. Who wonders at such reasoning? Is this the only instance which has ever been known?

In each and all of these accomplishments was Miss Sallianna versed.

Miss Sallianna was a young lady of thirty-two or three, with long corkscrew curls, a wiry figure a smile, of the description called "simper," on her lips, and an elegant mincing carriage of the person as she moved.

"See how your reputation has gone far and wide," said Mr. Jinks, with a fascinating grimace. "You know you were talking of her when how do you do, Miss Sallianna," said Verty, holding out his hand. "La!" said the fair one, inserting the points of her fingers into Verty's palm, "and Mr. Jinks was talking of me? What did he say, sir, I suppose it was in town."

"In the body or the mind?" "I suppose it's the mind, ma'am." "Don't call me ma'am I am not so much your senior. True, the various experiences I have extracted from the circumambient universe render me somewhat more thoughtful, but my heart is very young," said Miss Sallianna, simpering, and slaying Verty with her eyes. "Yes, ma'am I mean Miss Sallianna," he said. "Ah! that is better.

The chapter of accidents, whereof was author that distinguished inventor of fiction, Miss Sallianna, promised to make the present interview exceedingly piquant and fruitful in entertaining misunderstanding; for the reader will observe the situation of the parties.

Just as he asked himself the question for the sixth time, there appeared at the door of the apartment no less a personage than Miss Sallianna, who, ambling into the room with that portion of the head which we have more than once mentioned, and the lackadaisical smile which was habitual with her, approached Verty, and graciously extended her yellow hand.