Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1859-11-17

exclaimed, "hoo COON ye to come oot dabbln
your fact lake little Muscovy duck, sich
day as this? Not but what aim delaighted to
sac ye. Here Hesther,'' he called out to his old
humpbacked house keeper, " tex the young le-
dy's oombrca an spread it oot to dray. Coon,
COON in Miss Tiny, an set ye doom by the faire
an dry yer fact, an hev summat warm to kape
ye from ketchin coold."
MIR. Bates led the way, stopping under the
door-places, into his small sitting-room, and,
shaking the patchwork cushion in his arm.
chair, moved it to within good roasting dis
tance of the blazing fire.
" Thank you, uncle Bates" (Caterina kept
up her childish epithes for her friends, and this
was one of them); "not quite so close to the
fire, for l am warm with walking
"Eh, but yer shoes are faine an wet, an ye
must put up yer fact on the finder. Rare big
fact, balnt em ?-aboot the saze of a good big
spoon. woonder ye can mex shift to STAN
on EN-. Now, whatll ye hev to warm yer in
saide drop o hot elder-wain, now?"
"No, not anything to drink, thank you it
isn't very long since breakfast" said Caterina,
drawing out the comforter from her deep pocket.
Pockets were capacious in those days. "Look
here, uncle Bates here is what came to bring
you. made it on purpose for you. You must
wear it this winter, and give your red one to old
Brooks"
"Eh, Miss Tiny, this is beauty. An ye
made it all wi yer little fingers for an old feller
lake mae tex livery kind on ye, an be-
lave ye I'll wear it, an be prood ont too.-
These straipes, blue an whaite, now, they mex
it uncommon pritty."
{" Yes, that will suit your complexion, you
know, better than the old scarlet one. know
Mrs. Sharp will be more in love with you than
ever when she sees you in the new one.'
"My complexion, ye little ROGUE! ye're a
laughin' at me. But talkin' o. compexions,
what a beautiful cooler the bride as is to be hes
on her cheeks Dang my boottons she looks
fame an handsome O. MASSACHUSETTS, as upright
as dart, wi figure like statty Misthress
Sharp has promised to put me behaind one O.
the doors when the ladies are comm doom to
dinner, so as may see the young I'm i full
dress, wi all her curls an that. Misthress
Sharp says she's amoSt beautifuller nor my ledy
was when she was young; an l think yell
moot faind many i the country asll COON up
to that"
eyes, Miss ASHER is very handsome" said
Caterina, rather family, feeling the sense of
her own insignifcance returning at this picture
Of the impression Miss ASHER made on Others.
Well, an hope she's good, too anil mex
good naice to Sir Cristhifer an my ledy.-
Msthress Griffin, the maid, says she's rather
tatchy on fnd-fautin' aboot her cloothes, lake.
But she's young-she's young that'll wear off
when she's got a hoosband an children, an
summat else to think on. Sir Cristhfer's fain
an delaignted can see. He says to me tn
other mornin', says he, Well, Bates, what do
you think of your young misthress as is to be !?
An l says, Whay, yer honor, think she's as
fain lass as iver set eyes on an wish the
Captain luck in fain family, an yer honor
laife an health to sect Mr.. Warren says a,
, the masther's all for forradin' the weddn', an
TIL vory lake b, af1ro tn autumn s oot.''
} As Mr. Bates ran on, Caterina felt something
5 like painful contraction at her heart. " Yes,
she said, rising, 81 dare say it will. Sir CHRIS
t topher is very anxious for it. But must 60
t uncle Bates; Lady Cheverel will be wanting
me, and it is your dinner-time."
May, my dinner doont sinnfy bit; but
moosn't kaep ye if my ledy wants ye. Thougl
e hevn n thanked ye half anoof for the comftel
e the wrapraskil, as they call't. My feckins
g it's beauty. But ye look very whaite and
Q sadly, Miss Tiny doubt ye're poorly; an
6 this walkin' i til wet isn't good for yc."
70 80 yes, it is indeed said Caterina, hasten
d ing out, and taking up her umbrella from tn
= kitchen door. 81 must really go now 81
, good-by."
a She tripped off, calling Rupert, while tn
= good gardener, his hands thrust deep in hi
n pockets stood looking after her and shaking hi
d head with rather melancholy air.
It "She gets moor mesh and dillicat than liver,
If he said, half to himself and hall to Hester -
t. 81 shouldn't wonder if she fades away, lah
10 them cyclaymens as | transplanted, She put
Is me i maind on cm somehow. hangin' on thei
little thin stalks, 80 whate an tinder'
it The poor little thing made her way back, n
II longer hungering for the cold moist air as
ID counteractive of inward excitement, but with
20 chill at her heart which made tho outward chi
1s only depressing. The golden sunlight beam,
g, through the dripping boughs like Shechinal
Is or visible presence, and the birds were chirpir
le and trilling their new autumnal songs so swee
50 ly it seemed as if their throats, as well as Il
l. air, were all the clearer for the rain but Cate
III ina moved through all this joy and beauty lii
Id poor wounded leveret painfully dragging
Id little body through the sweet clover tufts-f
it, sweet in vain. Mr. Bates's words about S
It. Christopher's joy, Miss Asshers beauty, al
H. tho nearness of the wedding, had come upC
lie her like the pressure of a cold Land, rousir
re- her from confused doing to perception
an hard, familiar realities. 1t is so with emotion
lis natures, whose thoughts are more than Il
ito aeetng shadows cast by feeling to them wor
,lf are facts, and, even when known to be falls
III have a mastery over their smiles and tears
he Caterina entered her own room again with
ty other change from her former state of dcspo
dency and wretchedness than an additional scr
of injury from Anthony. His behavior towar
me her in the morning was new wrong. To snat
ed a caress when she justly claimed On expressi
th of penitence, of regret, Of sympathy, was
oi make more ligh, Of her than ever.