The Westerly echo, & Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1854-1858, 1856-08-21
WESTERLY. r. l., THURSDAY, AUGUST 21 1856.

There is not particle OF copper about
!, her. She, on her part, half laughing,
has regarded him very attentively but
brushes back the golden ringets that
almost shut her face, and takes another
look, as if to be certain she had made
no mistake.
Here is a seat, Miss, beside me- said
the gospel preacher.
Thank you, sir, but prefer sitting
on the back seat with that gentleman,
if he will let me, said the most electrical
voice Walter had listened to in some
time.
Certainly, Miss said the delighted
Bombayite; and when she seated her.
self by him, she gazcd into his face with
a kind of mixed up delight and astonish
ment, so that Walter actually took a
look down upon himself to ascertain
what there was about his person that
= appeared to be pleasing to the young
maiden, but he discovered nothing un-
usual. The stage rolled on towards
Derby, at the usual rapid rate of five
miles an hour, and Walter and the
merry maid seemed as chatty and cosy
together as though they had known each
other for years instead Of minutes. The
minister tried to engage the ringlets in
conversation, but he soon found himself
Nowhere She had neither eyes nor
ears for anybody but Walter; and he
had told her more about his travels,
and Bombay scenery, than he ever told
anybody else before or since.
At last they came to Derby, The
horses had to be changed, and four
fresh skeletons were to be harnessed and
tackled to the stage. Walter handed
the gentle girl back to her seat as grace :
fully as he could have done had he never
lived in Bombay, but always stopped in
New York. They were alone now; the
minister and old woman had got out at
Derby.
well, we are off once more. How
far are you going'' said Walter, as the
stage went off,
Not quite as far as Litchfeld -
You say that your friends reside at
Pomperany. How glad they will be to
see you
very probable, unless they have
forgotten me, which is likely, for sup
pose l have altered some in seven
years
Not particle, l.
The pretty maid forgot what she was
going to say, but at last remembered
and continued
L should suppose you had not altered
for you said you were but seventeen
when you were last at your home, and
now you are only twenly-three. You
must have been grewn nearly as large
as you now are
:, Perhaps so but still am somewhat
tanned by exposure in an East India
climate
Yet think you will be recognized
by everybody in the village. DO you
know young lady in Pomperany by
the name of Mary Fuller p
What little Mary my little wife
as used to call her Bless her heart.
My trunk is filed with knick-knacks for
her especial use. Do know her
Why, l have thought of her ever since
went away. Young LADY, Why she
is a little bit of girl /; she is only ten
years old. No; she must be older than
that now. suppose l shall find her
grown considerably. BY the way, are
you not cold It's getting chilly
The delighted young lady was trying
to conceal her face, which called forth
Walters exclamation.
Yes, it is getting colder it is nearly
dark > and SO it was. Walter had u
boat cloak, and after little trouble he
was permitted to wrap it around her
lovely form, and somehow or other his
arm went with it; and in the confusion
he was very close to her, aud his arm
arouud her waist, outside the cloak,
though; then he had to put his face
down to hear what she said, and some
bow those long ringlets Of soft, silky
hair were playing across his checks.
Human nature could not and would not
stand it any longer and Walter, the