Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1846-09-10
elect Tales.
Written for the Green Mountain Freeman.
TIL Z C0U SIN S.

In one of those beautiful country towns to be found
in New England and among the green hills of Yer
mont almost in the forest stood one of those old fash
ioned farmhouses common in that part of the cour
try. In front, and nearly conceaIing the house from
observation grew several stately elms that had suryy
ed at least century, but still green and fresh ever
with here and there maple of smaller dimensions, but
not less beautiful. 1t was lovely evening in Septem
ber The sun had so far descended in the western
horizon as to leave the house and plain in deep shad
ow, but still Illuminating the neghborng mountain
tops with a flood of golden light, as he slowly sunk to
rest. Seated on the smooth, lowery turf in front of
the house, were two girls. The eldest was apparently
nineteen years of age; the other perhaps three years
Younger. The eldest was rather above the general
height while her companion was somewhat below it.
They cousins, but altogether unlike in mind and
person. They had neither of them spoken for many
minutes but the youngest at length broke the silence
Clara look at the beautiful sunlight, resting on
the tree-topS on the distant mountain AMI see the tall
shadows, as they deepen and lengthen in the coming
twilight. Surely, nothing surpass it. would not
exchange my mountain home for monarch's throne
OF lllGSG HOWGIS lUI d Out why arc yOu 81
SILENT Clara? Do you not enjoy the beautiful scene?
she continued, turning towards her companion; but IN
stead Of meeting smile and glance in sympathy witt
her enraptured and happy heart she met the cold
unapprecatng look of silent contempt. Why did the
fair Julia Somers turn away and retire to hide he
embarrassment as her eye rested, for moment oil
her beautiful cousin Clara HARDWOOD? She saw thu
sneerng, contemptuous expression that rested on tina
naughty lip and flashed from those dark eyes of Clara
and Julia turned away to hide the tears that rushe
unbidden from those large, soft eyes, "darky, deer
ly blue Clara stood thus regarding her for nc
ment without speaking; and Julia would rather sh
would not have spoken at all than to have listened t
the bitter words Of her beautiful cousin
Il am sure, if you were describing this place to
stranger, he would be led to believe it was a perlcC
PARADISE or fairy land at least But pray do not a
tempt to deceive me any more, for can for mysel
and am sure that what can see is far enough fro
being either beautiful or picturesque. Just look
those rocks yonder, with theirrough sides,
then at these old woods, so dark ana gloomy. But
forget; these are what you have Just been asking II
to look at and now have taken survey of the who
arc You satisfied with my observations -and 81
turned her dark, flashing eye full upon Julia She il
stantly saw the effect of her words although she hi
but partial view Of her face, yet she saw the tears
they fell fast upon some pretty wild flowers she he
in her hand and appeared to be examining and Cla
half repented of the words she had but now spoken,
She approached julia, and laying her hand on her oil
said, in an altered voice,
Come coz. do not spoil those pretty eyes by loo
ing at those worthless weeds any longer;-why, t
glri is crying she exclaimed, in affected surpri
hope you are not offended with me, are you? Y
ked what thought of the scenery, and now becar
? not happen to fancy it, do not attempt to Get II,