The Ohio star. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1830-1854, 1853-08-31

zation of their golden dreams. 1t was grey. mis-
ty, dreary looking day, and towards evening the
mist condensed into clouds, and the clouds decend-
ed in q drizzng rain, which completely obscured
the country, and made the travellers fold their
cloaks more closely around them, and draw to-
wards each other with afectionaie famlliQri-
ty.
oh, am so tired!' exclaimed Aunt PhiIlis
leaning her head against Mr.. Banks' ample shout
der; shall we never reach home? You told mo
three hours ago it was only ten miles to Banks
ve.'
Don't be impatient replied he. soon be there.
Charming place; get fine supper; rest like priu-
ces.'
1t was late, dark hour, when tho travellers
reached the termination Of thoir Journey. Aunt
Phills and EImira had both fallen back into deep
slumber, from which they were scarcely aroused
by the sudden cessation of The motion of the car
riage, and the voice of Uncle Banks, bidding them
wake up. and cheer up. for theyshad got homeeat
last. With stiffened limbs. aud bewiderod capac-
tiles, the film of sleep still lingering on their eye
lids, they assisted from the carriage, and led
stumbling along over a rough pathway towards
low dwelling ntrenched in cluster offorest trees,
whose branches made coarse n ct work over the
roof.
Where are we going?' cried Aunt Phillis.-
What sort of place is this! Oh, dear!-I cnn
scarcely see my hand before me-
Never mind,' said Uncle Banks; see soon
enough. Halo, there'-givng n laundering rap
at the door-'bring n light here. Ho-quick!-a
light for the ladies'
A heavy step was henred lingering near the
door, which being swung open wide, displayed a
large clumsy formed girl, dressed in linsey- -wolsey
garments, with sleeves rolled up 10 her elbows,
holding candle in one hand, and sllading her eyes
with the other.
La, Mr.. Banks, if it isn't you! Bless my stars!
here are ladies', sure enoughI'
Open the parlor directly. Run and mike up
fire-good fire-blazing fire'-cried Mr.. Banks
taking the candle and loading the way for his shv-
ering guests.
What are you stopping for, at this ugly old
place, when we are nenr home?' asked Aunt
-PhlIis, mechanically following him, while cold,
fearful drops began to gather her darkening
brow.
Joseph, thought you said wo were to get home
Tonight said Emra in trembling reproachfu
voice. sinking down into tho first chair she saw,
half dead with fatigue and indefinite apprehension
'Home!' repeated Uncle Banks, rubbing his
hands exultingly together, and whut should this
be but home? New plnco, TO be sure-going to
be palace by and by--not quite finished yet
Welcome to Banksvilie, my dear-lino place, isn't
it, hey!
.Homen screamed Aunt Phillis, lifting up both
hands almost high the. ceiIng--rolling her
eyes round the unpapered and unpanted walls, up
or tho unlathed rafters, thon into the huge Chin
ney where the large girl was piling pine knots.
higher than her load, and whose broad glare soon
illuminated the whole apartment. .Home!- home!
-did you say?'
Yes home!' shouted Uncle Banks, from the
top of hs lungs. 'Deuf all ut once heyl Good
home as ever was--plenty of room--plenty of
wood-pleuty of things to eat. What moro do you
want! Como, take off your coak--set down by
the fre-no ceremony here.'
Aunt Phillis looked steadily in his face, without
wnking--her eyes dilnted to their utmost dimen-
sions, for more than minute, and he looked stead
lily at her, smiling and winking all the time. The
girl in the chimney stopped blowing the fire, md
looked from one to the other, ernning and cough
ing, displaying two full-lengah rows Of unbroken
ivory.
sOh my stals,' shrieked Aunt Phillis, clappine
both hands on her hoad, and throwing herself back
in chair,-sOhi my head-It will burst-I can't
breathe-I shall suffoc1te-I shall die. Here,
| to the grinning girl, 'unoosen my cloke-untie my
| bonnet-give me glass Of water The last words
were uttered in calmer voice. Tho idea, that
notwithstanding the awful delusions respecting the
splendor of Bunksve, under which she Ind been
laboring, she could induce him to build house to
her own taste, out of his boarded treasures. came
like good angel and checked the ouipouring o
her anger 1T is very strange said she, in hys-
terical gigge, that gentleman OF your fortune
should be willing to live $3.50 simply
My fortune' repeated Mr.. Bnnks, fortune
enough. Own this lot and farm-plenty for me
all the rest false report. No matter--though
I'd try my friends--make frolic Of it. No llarm
done-no sham here,' striking bis hand on his OK
pansive chest.
But your carringoF guspod Aunt Phiis.
| .Borrowed.'
| Your fine clothes?'
'All borrowed-hey.'
Aunt PhiIlis started up on her feet, quiverins
with passion. You wretch-you monster sht
exclaimed-'you deceiver-you jack-daw in pea
cocks pumes! Ill prosecute you for an impos
tor Ill hive you put in the penil entiaryse in th
pillory-Transported to Botany Bay. To entrnl
in this vile way, my uususpectIng innocence. Il
lure me on to the brink Of maIrimony-to max
me the laughing stock of the whole world
Uncle Banks put his han'ls in his pockets an
began one of his silent laughs.
To think of my waiting upon you as ifyou wer
the grand Sultan, himself continued she, after ia
king fresh inspiration. 'Ofm tending your oil
gouty fee,--yon, holding them in my very lap.
Hey diddle dddle. the cats in The fiddle, erie
he,getting up and frisking little TO show thesouud
ness of his limbs. Good foet as my body Is. N
more gout than you have. Ready for reel th
minute