So Miss Wimple waited in her shabby little shop and plied her needle for hire. Her lover was a handsome fellow, with a bright, frank face, and a vigorous, agile, and graceful form; there was more than common intellect in his clear, broad brow, overhung with close clusters of brown country curls; taste was on his lips and tenderness in his eyes; his soul was full of generosity, candor, and fidelity; his every movement and attitude denoted native refinement, and in his talk he displayed an excellent understanding and remarkable cultivation; for his father had bestowed on him superior advantages of education;--"as fine a young fellow, Sir," that estimable old Doctor Vandyke would say, "as ever you saw." It was true, Simon's travels had never reached beyond New York; but, unlike Mr. Philip Withers, he had brought home solid comforts, useful facts, wholesome sentiments, natural manners, and sensible, but modest conversation,--instead of an astonishing variety of intellectual curiosities and intricate moral toys, whereat plain people marvelled--as in the case of a certain ingenious Chinese puzzle, ball within ball, all save the last elaborately carved--how the very diminutive _plain_ one at the centre ever got in there, or ever could be got out. In another respect the young farmer enjoyed a noticeable advantage over the man-of-the-world;--he was quite able to tear down those fancy donjon additions, and erect a plain, honest, substantial, very comfortable, and very cheerful Yankee porch on their site.