Wisconsin tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1847-1854, 1852-12-02
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From Gleason's Pictorial
THE VILLAGE mILLINER;
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CHANGING PLACES In THE WORLD.
BY GEORGE CANNING HILL.
BIZ GEORGE CANNING HILL.

CHAPTER I.
II pleasant inland village, which
shall call Broadbrook, and whose single
street, with its narrow row Of houses on
either side, comprised nearly the whole
place. lights were cleaning from two diff
ferent houses-each on the opposite side
Of the street from the other.
1t was evening in midsummer, dark,
rainy and excessively trying to pedestri
ans. The entire day had worn a threat
ening look, and at sunset the gathering
rain discharged itself in free floods. Car
riages were driving and splashing through
the mud in this direction and the other
On one side numerous lights shown
from mansion, that seemed peopled from
rooflree to foundation stone. The own
er of it. in fact. was estimated the rich
est man in all the village He had not
resided there a long time. having remov-
ed from a distant city intending there to
pass the remainder of his days His en-
tire family consisted of his wife and a
daughter named Mary
The occasion of the glaring and CLEAN
ing, and flashing of the lights in the
house of Mr.. Ingleton, on the evening in
question, was a social entertainment made
by Miss Mary, on the return of her birth
day.
The rooms were fast filing up with in
yIted guests, very many of them from
other towEs, and even from far-off cities
All the families with which the Ingleton's
had ever had any acquaintance before
their residence in Broadbrook, were sew
orally charged to be present at the joyous
reunion.
The young girl herself stood among
them a picture of beauty. She was clad
In q dress of simple white which greatly
set off the rich red and white of her beau
tiful complexion. She was the observed
and admired of all Her mother regard
ed her with peculiar feelings of pride and
satisfaction, and watched anxiously and
eagerly for every symptom of partiality
that might be extended to her by any Of
her guests
Her hair was braided in broad plats
across her temples, and being naturally
/ of a lvou hue, 1t looked exceedingly plen-
tiful and massy. Her face was suffused
with the richest and deepest of bushes
/ Her lips were rich, ripe, and ruby; and
one would have thought they could have
been the channel for only the sweetest of
I fancies, feelings and words The express
ion of her features though on the whole
not remarkable for sweetness, humility.
or feryent affection, yet stamped general
" bv such marks as those traits leave be-
hind them on the human countenance-
Less than physiognomist would have
said there was an abundance of pride
concealed-and not altogether concealed,
either-beueath that expression
The scene in the parlor, drawing-room,
and hall, was enlivening in the extreme.
1t brought a fresh color to the checks of
the doting mother, and accelerated the
fow of blood about the glad heart of the
father Ccteries of beauty, and knots of
bright glauces, were everywhere seen
there. And merry voices--laughter, wit,
and gaiety. were uppermost throughout
the apartments.
Occasionally, too, the fragments of
song fell on the ear above all the rest, as
if music had been shiyering in thou
sand brilliant glo6ules, and were sailing
strangely over the heads of the guests
Such was the scene where the numer-
Gus lights were to be seen on the midsum-
mer evening we named
Let Us now turn 70 take view Of the
room whence glimmered the rays from the
solitary lamp of which we have spoken.
on the other side Of the street, and sever
al rods below.