Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1856-07-18

a warrant as a York justice OF the peace.
The varmint! / saw what his game was
right off. Squire, says /, TIl-wal, l did
come nigh saying what / should be rather
sorry for. But l sent him away with a
flea in his ear
Once started on the subject, the good
old deacon displayed much warmth Of
feeling. He dilated on charters, terrific
rial government, and popular rights, in
terposing brief essay on the history OF
the Hampshire grants. Lewis rendered
all the attention he was able to bestow,
while Emma, as she busted herself in re-
moving the dishes, regarded her uncle
with admiration as being paragon of
historic and judicial knowledge. Mean
while the "yes sirs," and "no sirs,' of
Lewis, were applied a little at random,
from the fact that his thoughts centered
to the liquid blue eyes of the niece, ra-
ther than to the weather stained brow of
the farmer.
Sorry you are going" said the good
natured deacon, as Lewis rose to take
leave. "H you are going to be about
here, as you say, just drop in and see us.
We don't fall in with much company here,
especially now, when so many of our
people are over yonder looking after Bur-
goyne. So come as often as you can."
And Lewis did come, once and again.
His employment detained him for some
two or three weeks in the neighborhood,
and within that time he found frequent
opportunity to visit the deacon's family,
into whose family he much ingratiated
himself From this partiality, however,
we must except Nathan, who regarded
Lewis with most decided coolness. The
secret of his dislike lay in the fact that
he possessed a most decided regard for
his fair cousin, and feared, with good rea-
son, the intrusion of the young surveyor.
And his jealous watchfulness presently
found sufficient to poison his own peace,
and to force on his notice the growing
attachment between Emma and Lewis.
With the latter he had more than once
endeavored to frame quarrel, but with
out success, till one evening, after Lewis
had left the house, young Hawley who
met him on the roadside, remarked in a
sneering manner, that for = Deoeof'ii sur
vevor he seemed = know deal about
camn mattc-s and military evolutions !;
at leo, If one were to Judge by his con-
.ersation. @ H
+" / daresay," he continued, " that you
think we raw bushwhackers will take
down all you say for gospel
What do you mean by that ?" said
Lewis, flushing red at the rude tone Of
the speaker. ss# -l- --
"Mean ?" retorted the other, impetu-
ously. "Why, that we have had enough
of your high-bred airs. I, for one, am
not going to whoa" and "gee" with your
counterfeit pretensions any longer
There's some foxy trick or other about
you. Who knows that you are not q
tory spy, or something equally bad p
Lewis, in his surprise and anger a
, this unexpected address, made step for
ward, as if with the intention of instantly
repaying the insult.
Hands off, my lad!'' exclaimed Haw
} ley, throwing himself into an attitude o
} defence. "Bullying wont go down witt
f me-"
The other made. no reply, but bitinI
I his lips till the blood came, turned away
q followed by low laugh from Nathan.
I" 1 rather guess Pve put his nose ou
of joint for awhile said the young farm
. er, looking with a sullen smile at the re
ceding figure Of Lewis.
Whatever might have been the cans.
the latter did not appear at the deacon
. where his absence caused repeated n
4 mark. Nathan anxiously observed th
q fact that Emma evidently missed the VII
# its of the young surveyor, and had 10
% much of her accustomed cheerfulness
consequence. By all the arts and ass
is duties which he could bring, he endea,
ored to recommend himself in place
t, the absent gallant. But his efforts wei
70 all in vain. At last his patience ga,
k way to despair.
st why is il" he said to her one ds
e, when they were alone, @wby is it th
I'd you treat me with such coldness? WI
TT is it that you pay no regard to the affe
It's ton which you know entertain for yol
of Is it because you love this stranger, WI
w came, with smooth, and most likely
1t lying tongue, no one really knows frc
whence, or on what business? belle
by that he and his stories are alike false a
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