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Editors: George Rex Graham Rufus W. Griswold

Contents

Fiction, Literature and Articles

The Bud and Blossom De Pontis Harry Cavendish The Sisters Shakspeare Error Tousky Wousky The Johnsons Review of New Books Editor's Table

Poetry and Music

The Maiden's Sorrow Song The Watchers Elizabeth To My Sisters The Last Leap of Uncas Sonnet "Hath Not Thy Rose a Canker." To a Swallow That Dropped on Deck During a Storm at Sea Farewell to a Fashionable Acquaintance Song The Student's Dream of Fame The Zanoni Gallop

GRAHAM'S MAGAZINE.

THE BUD AND BLOSSOM.

A REASON FOR BACHELORISM.

BY MRS. SEBA SMITH.

"You have told me, Mr. Hunter, at least a dozen times, you would reveal to me the secret of your bachelorism; now we have no visiters, and no prospect of any; the quiet patter of the rain has tempted you to cigar and slippers; and that dim burning of the coal in the grate, the drowsy fire of June, just enough to dispel the damp, and not enough to rouse one uneasy nerve, is of itself a pledge for a long, tranquil evening. And yet--by no means, my dear sir, don't toss aside your cigar, and as to sighing, it is out of the question--you are too stout for sentiment, have a well-to-do air, a sort of tell-tale good-dinner aspect, that don't accord well with the sentimental."

Mr. Hunter drew from his bosom a small miniature, the portraits of two sisters, the one a girl of seventeen, the other a child of seven or eight--a bud and a blossom of female loveliness. Even I forgot the well-to-do air, and found myself unconsciously sympathizing as his smooth, unmarked face settled into an expression of melancholy. To be sure it was unnatural, and, just as it was about to reassume its habitual look of easy content, and the cigar was quietly restored to the lips, he caught a glimpse of my eyes, and they might have looked mischievous, for he flung the cigar aside, and declared he would never, no never, satisfy my curiosity. "Women were all alike heartless, untruthful, and full of whim. A man never knew where to find them--one thing to-day, another to-morrow. A book that is all preface--the reader never gets beyond the first page. No wonder married men are lean and cadaverous. That same lean Cassius must have been a married man. Othello's occupation was done when he became a married man. Witness the spleen of Iago--it is that of a married man. Macbeth was a married murderer--it makes me desperate--"

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