Ellsworth American., 1857-04-24

ting calmness, suggestive of tee 9eceiv
cd at atparting, that Miss Nelly - hel
father had left town that mor(|ng. -
Whittier they had gone she had - the
faintest idea, neither had the lasSiiady
They had simply paid their bills ana gone
What was it to Mrs. Jones or Bs6gct
They had their money. returnedEs0 my
room. and occupied half an hour usofita.
bly, in curslng myself for dull aud mud.
dy- -mettlod rascal. Then | wrote 3 long
letter of pcnitcnce that would have NOV.
ed Caligula to tears, and mailed. /. to
Nelly. directed to the town whds. she
had lived before her mothers deaths To
this received no answer. In couess Of
time l fell into melancholy that sdrred
the sympathy Of all the old women ia the
ncighborhood-smokcd myself into a
state OF shocking leanness: read tho
whole Of Wordsworth's i" Excursion -
studied some in seh-dcfence; and made
myself very disasrccablc to all my ac-
quantance. But youth and health, in
man at least, cannot be conquered by
disappointed love. BY the tim, that the
next June began to deck the valley with
green and gold. l went so far as to make
one at small tea party,
On the morning of the tenth Of this
June, Il marked the day with a white
stone our class, now seniors, had assem-
blcd by the fellow instinct of idleness,
congcniai In fine summer morning on
the college green; and as it was the sea-
son Gf flowers. not fruit. We wcro ready
for everything except study. 1t was a
balmy air we breathcd, fur-inspiriny, ad-
vcnturous At last the flower Of the
class, Charley Foster. God help him, he
is dead now.) spoke up:
Boys-lc.s go to Trenton Falls :"
Capital - cried all.
"How shall we go - suggested pru.
dent young man.
Walk. of course" sid a rash youn,
man.
SO off we walked. some in dressing
gowns. some IN slippers. just as we had
come from breakfast. We took no more
thought for the morrow. for the conse-
qucnces, or for the wrath of the faculty.
than the lilies of the field 1t was
tramp Of twcnty.four Irish miles to
Trenton. yet it seemed nothing in the
prospect. However, when We had gone
eight miles. and reached the sleep awake
town Of Whitnsboro. and 90. our dinner,
it became evident to the more prudent
,hlt pc iestrianism would not do 1t was
thav ,n1
was appointed to ransaok the village for
the means of transportation. Shade of
BuccphalUs what nags were found And
what wagons wore wheeled out. The
cavalcadc, as near as recolleot. was ar
ranged as follows My humble self led
the van. astridc an ancient pony impress
ed from the town common pony whose
age was a theme of traditionary discus
sion in Whitcsboro, and whose iniquites
had developed and maturcd with years
Next came "dcmocrat-wa2on,"a As rheu-
matte as democratic. with three seats and
nine occupants, propelled by pair of lu-
gubrious mules. with ridiculously slim
tails, and m,cnificently large ears then
came our mad was, Charley Foster. seat
ell in gorgeous state in doctor sulkey,
an emacatel. Major Edsonian concern,
that looked like skeleton of a vehicle
that might have hourished granily in the
previous century. and was drawn by a
spectral horse eighteen hands high, with
bones like a m,stodon's; next came
family carriage. with its centre of gray
ity six feet from the ground: next, two
buggies Of modern prctensions; and last
Of all. "soltary horscman," without
any saddle. You may suppose that the
procession naturally elected the wonder
of the good farmers who were hocing corn
in the valley Of the Mohlwk; and that
children from school-houses. and rosy
lassrs from dairics ran out to stare at US.
We got on so bravcly that just as the
sun was kissing the hill-tops that encir.
Gle Trenton, we entered in imposing pha.
lanx the fine grounds ofmine host. Moore.
The dust Of travel brushed off and wash.
ell down. good supper discussed, and
we were off to see the Falls.
Have you ever been to Trenton. No :
A"N" =" hSNe 'uiHHiCI oy All means
As my friend Della used to say. it is a
"sweet' place. Did you ever see hui
morous rustic present to youn. steer a
whole hard pumpkin. and watch the eager
manner in which the ravepous beast
would roll the huge fruit around and lick
1t, and bite it, and at last, with impotent
rage, give it a great toss. and run away
in much disgust That is my idea Of
Niagara. 1t is too great and hard. |
cannot get hold Of it. and give it up in
despair. But Trenton is pleasantly
sliced up in four or FIVE difYcren, ca,ar-
acts, and can ruminato over it leisure.
ly.
For a good description of the sight
that met us a. We reached the foot of the
long staircase. | must refer you to Ma,
Willis's charming letters. 1t was ex.
ceedingly beautiful. The moon, a little
past the full, was hanging Just over the
gorge. and her mellow light came drip.
ping IN silver shower through the trees
that overhan2 the walls Of rock on either
hand. Past US, as we threaded the mar.
row Uath leadipO IN thc ,fo, -. a.