The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1856-02-14
uRIElRAL Story.
For the Ripley Advertiser.
TALE OF LOVE, COURTSHIi
AND MARRIAGE.
By KATE.
CHAPTER VI.

"Well said the lovc-slck and sen,
tmental Mary, with Il tender glance
towards Harry, Il would not care ioI
the richest meal, that ever graccd q
kings table"
"Oh, 20 along with you! | want tc
hear no more Of your nonsense; and
be sure you return by the time the
bell ring for supper, which will be
about twilight"
Lutcah kissed her mothers chec,
i5ndly, saying
Good bye, dear mother; do not be
uneasy, we will return in due time,
and off she started, followed BY Mary
and Harry.
Gaily they romped away, stopping
here and there to pluck n rare flower
with which Mrs. Stanley's yard wa
richly laden. oh, innocent, young
happy heats! why cannot your pleas
ure last always? Why not retain the
springy elasticity OF ofyouth2-Bccaase
tune, with its ccasclcss wing, as it Hut
ters by, in its constant onward course
touches the heart with its icy wing,
and chllls as life advances all youth ;
reckless gaity, gradually SOLDERING
them down to old age.
After passing the garden gate, they
all stopped TO hold Il consultation a
bout the direction they should take.
"Weli, which way shall we go?"
said Mary.
Il leave it to Luty,' said Harry.
ave will not go BY the odd oak
tree and grassy mound at any rate, 50
said Lutcah, with mischievous smile
and a world of fun dancing in her
bright blue eyes.
"liow can you, Luty? Do not,
beseech you, be so heartless!' and
Harry looked at her reproachfully.- :
This was said in a low tone to Luteah,
and could not be heard by Mary, who
was few PAGES ahead.
Come on---don't stand there talk
ing all dayl' said Mary, for she did
not so well like their private chat.
"Wait moment, Cousin Mary;
and as | am left to decide our course,
We II take this little path to the old
Nelson Mill, about half mile from this,
and from there to Willow Lake
about a mile tarther-making in all a
very good walk for this evening"
Yes, said Mary, somewhat sharp
", Tor she had not forgotten their in
attention to her music, lit is a long
walk AMI trust twill compensate us
'aliy for walking SO far, by gratifying
our sight with many beauties"
~ leave You to judge for YOURSELF
said Luteah.
Twas not long ere they reached
me old mill-old it certainly was,
Judging from its dilapidated and time
worm appearance. Well it might
look old for it had withstood the storms
OF twenty winter5; but owing to scar
city of water had not been used for
several years.
On what a gloomy looking place!''
SAID Mary, that old mill-with its
inoss-covercd roof, and dark ticcaying
umbers-surrounded with high rug
sed hllls-crowned with the lofty
p'ne;-and As the wind passes through
mem, 1t seems to utter sad wild
moan as ifbewailing its decay"
notwithstanding its gloomy APP
rcafan"e, there is a bright crystal
stream that mcanders over the pret-
''st bed Of white sand and pebbles
You ever saw, where we can refresh
ourselves with water, | 'woen,' as
pure a7 that which Moses struck from
me rock in the vast wilderness, when
"a" Children Of Israel were athirst."
It Is gloomy looking place, "a
our friend Mary says, sure enough,
and reminds me Of some lines once
read from the pen of Mckenzie, which
ran as follows:
nlolTn.al wall, al sad and low, Ike the mur-
n Mlr whlch the brecze,
"sn autnrnnsi night might make among tie sere-
'"eH a raPt silence, soul subdued; listening ST.
~, egce there
"'.Te h'!llly and f.e5ly bea. the heart tha. was
i am of, who will follow" said
h,i'eah, as she bounded gracefully
Gown the hill.
~ don't go down that steep rug /
"a nut, just 70 get a drink OF water, ]
men 1t can be procured at less IA /
a;lc' AMI I'm sure
~ D'fora 81, coniI finish he. -en- /