Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1856-03-20
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From Dickens Household Words
Miss Davies.

In the fishing village Of Penlaurdoldovey, in
North Wales, spent the very longest day Of
all my lis; the place had several more sylables
than hare written down, but think have
given enough for practical purposes The Trem-
'adoc coach had dropped me there on the Satur-
day evening because it had began to drizzle /;
but made up my mind that the Tremadoc
coach should pick me up again on Monday
morning. though it should rain cats and dogs
and Welch rabbits, made it up at breakfast
time, and kept ON making H Htightsr all day
long; ior had nothing else to dot was
wet day, and it was Sunday. The Lcck was.
doubt not, situated in the most picturesque
portion of the principality but at this partic-
ular time it was located between two living
walls of perpendicular rain. The Penallyn
frowned down on it from a gigantic altitude, l
took on trust from the guide-book; that the
falls of Leckwymn at Pontiniog could be easily
reached by short mule track, credited with
readiness. and only trusted that the short mule
track might not have been taken advantage of
by the torrent to reach US. The village they
said, lay close behind us, and the sound of a
] little bell came up from it through the pauses
Of the storm, as the still small voice of con
science makes itself heard amidst the human
! passions.
! The image'suggested itself to me after seeing
Z my landlady going to church for the second
time-taking the steeple upon her head with
her, thought-upon couple of as comforta-
legs, as far as could see (and l saw good
Ey) as any jumper in the district, leaving me
Je in the house with Aphrys, and two Jenny
heses, who could not speak one word of Eng
sh There was, at the Leck, in the way of
terature, Bradshaw. a work, (selling sixty
Aousand daily, it said) of one of those Ameri-
canesses who have struggled in at the gate of
le heaven of popularity before it could be shut
fter Mrs. Beecher Stowe; and medical book
hon the ear, left by dumb tourist, the sum
before last. There was, too, a single half
et of note paper and pen, the feather end
khich had been used in vanishing but af.
lCW dVVClPoc uo OotupocioAou, lo-
!, as they often do, in my masticating the
instrument, folded up the paper, and
ed that also. There was one more thing
done but l had done it these three or
urs consecutively already and that was
he at the picture of Penlaurhyndoldovey,
pded over the mantlopiece. Like most
fJand in such places it.comfwFhsndrd
+ the beauty Of the Surrounding; country,
5Ss- public buildings of the town, z(if it
be called SOY and the harbor, and the lit
Is were executed with apparent fidelity
sctness. The church itself, though small,
very pretty one, with the massive grey
which becomes so well mountainous
et. The market house for fish might rival
Of St. Peters, at Guernsey, and there were
tN6 OTHER we'll built edifces, whose use
not at all discover. When Mrs. Aprhys
Erned, with her rather less comfortable legs,
nterrogated her on this matter. The rows of
|tages, with gardens, were almshouses she said 3,
the widows and families of men who had
h lost at sea IAN accident which happened
en- on that dangerous coast); as pretty and
Pasant places to end ones days in as one
I'd wish to have; and thinking that to be
6e in my line, perhaps, she added d" there's
pittock of Latin over the outer gateway In
noriam, R. O., OBJ. eighteen hundred and
enty-fve.' Miss Davies built it; and the
ltle house at the pier-head, she built also
I'D at night and day there were fires kept in it
nd brandy, and blankets, and what not, to re
,pyer, if it might be, any of those that werc
Ind drowned" "
,~' Dear me F." said l cody for was out o
jmper with Penlaurhyndoldovey, and didn'
think the people much worth saving, Ssh
must be worthy person."
"You may say that, sir, indeed and W
should never have had church Or market if
had not been for her."
"Bless me, my dear Mrs. Ayrhys," for wa
q raw bachelor at that period, and quite pr'
, pared to run the risk of matrimony for an adf
quate consideration, "why, Miss Davies mus
be very rich "
"No, sir, not very for when folks spend L
motley on themselves, and only live for oth'
peoples good, it is surprising what may be dor
in thirty years"
s.."Thirty years." said I little interest'
again. "Oh dear me, she must be rather old
ish thenl"
"Wel, sir, you may see her soon, judge f
L. l.
forel but She sure to call this evening, on h
way home She lives, with servant or tw
oil alone in the cottage on the hill there"
y Now perceive that, for some reason or otl
er, my dear andlady was in quarter of a Sc
.ond or so of good cry; So by way of chan
ng the conversation, said, and what
beautiful view she must have from it. both
land and sea-"
"Ah, yes, indeed, she sobbed, and the tea
ole over her plump Cheeks and into the di
Piles about her little mouth, in flood that on
Mr. Aprhys could with propriety) hayd dri
up or mpeded in quite the correct way.
And sad and sore sights has she seen from
ever woman's eyes have borne to look upon
!" Good gracious! What Il charming
IAN what a dreAdful-mystery Pray tell
:, Ap But just as the tenderhear
woman was making herself ready iol
as improvsatorc, there came knock
door.
,Hush it's her " she said and trotted
her comfortable legs like-metaphor fails
like anything
ow am not naturally of an inquisitive tt
bind but, as late philosopher observed
riand g WE must atOn somewhere: ~ aI