Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1857-09-24

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lady met bis fixed yet respect
: gaze, searcbingly-zske put her hal
in his.
God bless you, sir! There is Of
true heart in New Hampshire!-
/ will trust ,ou!'
An expression of pride and graf
, tude swept over the young man
face, and bending his head low b.
fore her said--'In hall an hour | wi
return for you, and with a firm ella:
tic step, he left the depot.
| The young lady dropped into
seat by the fire, and covering her fac
with her hands, she seemed lost in
painful reverie. The listless "hang
ers-on" about the place gathered to
gether in little knot before ih,
Office windoW-there was new sub
ject to discuss.
Fool enough is Will Argenseu to
undertake the crossing of the Lake
tonight! He'll be frozen stiff ex-
claimed an old man evidently the
oracle of the company.
And the gal?--it's shame,
though, for she's a sweet lookin crit
ter! Heaven pity her, and take care
of her! for she'll need somebody $
care before the night is through
She's in good hands, though said
a third member Of the coterie, with
drawing bis pipe from his mouth as
be spoke, 'lor Wills us noble a lad
as ever breathed the air of Hampsbirel
He knows every inch of the Winnie,
as well as / know the road TO the mill;
and his horse is h powerful deal more
intelligent than many human folks,
anyhow 7
'Argensen will do we'll enough il
there amt squall; but it strikes
NE the sky looks rather hazy, and
depend upon it, this lull amt for
1othingl' said fourth peering anxi-
lsly out into the darkness; and il
here should be a squall-a regular
white eye then-then' and the
peaker's involuntary shudder finish |
ID the sentence. The men drew I
loser together. as if for mutual pro-
ection, and there was a silence of
few moments, broken at last by
be old man who had first spoken.
Only last winter poor Henry
}leecker was frozen to death on the
hore of Rattlesnake Island; and
hen just a week after, poor Captain
)eer--been on the Lake all his life
bewildered in the squalls
nd died cut there all alone in the
ark and cold, and his folks settin
p to daylight expectin' him! Oh, it
as awful dreadful to think of but
othin' to what it would be if a wo-
lan--a young, tender, beautiful wo-
lan'--a tear wet the hardy face of {
le old mountaineer, and he turned
, dry it Oh his coarse handkerchief.
At this moment the brisk jingle Of
eigh bells was heard at the door, t
nd before the eager listeners could |
ring forward to open it upon the |
ew conner, viii Argensen entered, t
raped In buffalo lobe. /
81 am ready to attend you to Wolf f;
urn, if you still think of going he
nd, addressing the lady. She rose
uickly at the sound of his voice, t
nd accepting the large blanket which I
le ticket master kindly offered her
; further protection against the ]
element weather, she followed her
,nductor out into the dark, piercing ]
ght, and was lifted in the sleigh c
hich awaited them. Argensen |
raped the buffalo closely around |
lr, and attaching the large glass Ian t
IN, which he had carried in his t
md, to the front part of the cutter, |
, sprang in. The horse was large, i
,werful built animal, of dark iron
'ey, and his fiery eyes, as well as. $
S long slender neck, showed him, il
,irited as well as strong. a
The eager crowd of idlers left their S
arm quarters at the inside stove t
ID gathered around the sleigh and S
occupants, some expostulating on s
g madness OF the twain in setting V
It on such night-others wishing d
em God speed.and amid the mur- l
cred acclamation they drove off. h
Half mile on terra firma. and n
e horse's feet rang sharp and clear b
the solid ice of the Winnipisseo- il
e. The SUBMITS of the tall, blue "
ountains, which rose on either side a
our travellers, were shrouded in an g