Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1836-04-26
NJ VI her is.


walters ct melons and other iruil wcre brought IN
~hich served to pass the time until d,r when We
~etc ell called to tea. IN back room was placed
long table coveted with tho whites, table clothes,
'he manufacture Of the hostess and served with
hot we6cs, cakes prs chcesc ard ,ariou. ,ano.
As they designated sWcc,meals
"NcgAhot Won Gcsou" said NJ Won vcrhton
taking uP silver butter Knife, DO YOU choose to
take butter wh this new -anc led invention my wife
has got from York, or in COR good old fashioned
wsy. Nth yon' own tnife ,"
as am young and fashionable my,cn wi
lusi take The new one" THIS reply from the PLAIN
old farmer, made all the Young folks inter.
u - odd said Mf Mathet. that all you Of
Dutch descent, are avcrse TO new fashion
no" am Yankee you knoy, and VIC ore always
seeking out new inventions"
'fcs, YOU Yankees can never be quiet" rrum.
6lcd Mr. Van Gcson 1--WE were COMMENTED enough
here IN former days, wth the things our fathers
len Va, but Ds soon as sou Yankees como in there
Is no end TO novelties. Then come railroads, and
canals which bring us nearer TO the cities and our
daughters aud wives are never conteu,cd without
city fnery, aud city notions"
Come. come ncghbor," said orr host. ',hcrc
are many good points about the Yankee although
they do laugh at our customs. They, however,
carry tbs too far. when they rdiculc oar old fam-
lies. Ia vain talk Of my ancestors, for we were
descended from enc Of the hrst families which came
nom Holland, You KNOW, neighbot."
"outs was before yours, | think" said Mr. Won
Gcaon."
"Nay, neighbor. ours was certainly the first
but when tell them OF it, they ask mo what good
that will do, aud how much money can make out
of 1t -
"Really--too bad laughed Mr. Ma,her.
Indeed 1t is. We have always had Nolker.
aud a Myndert, alternately IN our family for many
years"
"Whcrc is your ron Volkcrt, now - asked Rose
VIII"
I'VE have not heard from him for several years,
, and do not know If the poor boy be alive or
dead"
Mrs. Won Vcghton began take snuffto rcpress
her emotion, anl tear stood IN his fathers eye.
"Thc poor lad was anxious to be a sailor We
could not keep him al home but fcar he has had
TOO much Of the sea by this time. 1t is so many
ye61s since he len, that think he must be greatly
altered, and doubt if we should know him now"
Il should" exclaimed his wife "a mother can
never be deceived bot would recognize her son thro
every disguise alteration"
To. asa, ,ho ~ r~-p,,r u'journru piazza,
To smoke their pipes while the young folks ram
blcd al their will. was preparing TO steal on TO
nv retreat in the woods, whore knew ] should
] 10
a wagon coming up the road. In it, was a man,
woman, aud child. They drove up to the gate, and
the man asked some who stood near, for n cup of
milk, as the child fatigued with travelling and
quite unwell. They retrcatcd to the house with
alucrty to comply with his request when Mrs.
Won Neghton suggested a cup OF tea would be bet
ter. and sent to invite them to come IN aud rest. -
They joyfully consented and were assisted
from their carriage They were seated in the cool
est seats on the piazza and melons and other fruit
brought while tea preparing.
"You have a fine place here" said the stranger
gazing around. What charming woods-wLnt
pleasant fields and comfortable house. In all my
wanderngs ! have never seen so lovely Il spot
How should like to end my days here. Would
not you Jane p
Bot his wife had leaned her cheek the chd's
head, and the tears were pouring down lis glossy
cutls, while the little creature gazed nquiriugly.
aud troubled at his father. Just then. Mrs Won
Vcghton entered with a bowl of milk. The stran-
ger snatched i from her eagerly.
Here, drink Jane you are tired with your
long rldo-chcer up my girl, you are almost at the
end Of your Journey
Her agitation seemed to communicate itsclfto
him, for Turning from her hc walked up aud down
the piazza hastily if to conceal this emotion.
while silence came over ALL they sat watching
that strange pair. Suddenly. ms he passed Mrs.
Won Veghton in his walk, he throw hls arm around
ber.-
Rot H. mother don't YOU know your own son -
With loud scream she sank in a chair, and gnzed
wildly on him. yes your son and here Is your
daughter, tho exclaimed, putting his wife IN her
arms" "And here father. is your grandson;
have heaps Of children and lots Of money. md have
come TO cast anchor among you, hurrah e.
lie almost su.locs'cd his parents with embracef
danced and sung and then. to relieve his feelings
ran down 10 the gate. sprang into The wagon, and
drove his horse violently 10 the barn. followed by
5 the gunujug negroes. anxious TO see Maesa Voik
again.
(Io b. confined)