Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1846-11-11


some messy bank, > while the children
wreatbed her hair with the. thousand wild
flowers that bloomed in every spot to which
the sun found access. So charming was
the calm solitude, that she often remained
with her young companions in some favorite
| spot, until the westering sun, md the voice
!, of lowing. herds returning to their milking,
, recalled her wandering thoughts. =
| 1T was on some such occasion when a
splendid sunset, such as one sees in perfec-
ton in the country of the great lakes, de-,
tanned her later than usual, that she was
alarmed by the bounds Of what she thought
might be wild animal, which approached
from the side next to Mrs. Ellery's. In a
moment it stood before her and proved to be
only q large spotted dog, very much like
the one which introduced her to Phillip
Wentworth few months before. -,
"Carlo !" she said, and the kind fellow
wagged his tail as intelligibly as dog could.
and laid his head on her hand. Could it be-
her old acquaintance 'Carlo?'' she said
again, and bowed her head over him, till
the flowers fell from her hair in showers
over his broad back. "Where is thy mas
ter ?" But this question was in her heart
only, when she raised her head and he stood
before her sl 4.l .s,1. Il ,r .er.s,. , I. a..
TO describe the bushes that ensued,
would require ain imagination as vivid as
that of Ole Bulls friend the painter who
heard scarlet in certain tones Of the violin.
The tones Of Phillip Wentworth's voice
produced a deep red color on Mary Austin 8
cheeks, but we do not attempt to philoso-
phize upon the fact. Our readers must
mike what they can Of it.
s'How did you come here :" was Mary's
first coherent question, &s
/ IL came like little Red Riding Hood, to
see my grandmother, said Phillip laughing;
''but find you have been beforehand with
me, with your pot of butter, or custard OF
something which has stolen away her heart
while was away" And they went home
together arm in arm, after fashion which
would have made Mrs. Austin groan indeed
if she had been perched in one Of the grea
oaks, looking on. h. v7s a3 ..sg
I That evening, Mary never thought ol
. writing to her mother to tell her of this
unforeseen accident; but with morning came
cool reflection, and she sat down and wrote
long dutiful letter, mentioning, just before
the close, that Mr.. Wentworth had arrived
on visit to his grandmother, Mrs. Ellery.
This she knew would bring he parents, post
haste and when she had thus discharged
her conscience, she was not very sorry
when Mrs. Ellery informed her that as there
was only weekly mail, her letter could
not reach Detroit in several days. 80.
: We do not pretend to have been present
at all the conversations which may have
passed between the two friends thus reunit-
ed, when they thought themselves far asun-
der, We dare say they had many adven-
lures to relate, with descriptions of people
they had met in their travels and such like
topics. We have reason to believe they
learned to understand each other very we'll;
although we will IN swer for it, that Went
worth was too much Of man Of honor to
; entrap the guileless Mary into an engage
ment without the sanction of her parents.
He has been educated by old-fashioned
people. or ~ ,s4.'1. 90 a7% Z q.
"There,o said Mrs. Austin to her husband,
"you see, my dear, what your plan Of trust
ing Mary to her own guidance has come to,
at last told you SO! knew this would
be the consequence! After oil my care,
anxiety, she is gone!" and the good lady
dropt some natural tears. x 8,.s Al. ~
"Gone! what are you thinking Of, my
dear I? Instead of losing a daughter we
have gained son, and capital fellow he
is, too |; honorable, considerate and as fonf
Of Mary as you can desire. All your care
has met with its reward, and Philip will
bear witness to the fact dozen years hence
! Education has done its part admirably thu
: far, but now that nature has asserted he
rights it will go on more pro6tably thai
ever-Mary will be quite woman by tn
> time she is ready to be married ~