Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-12-01

character as | could give you upon this
page. Frank, ingenious, noble hearted.
loving. In him | found true friend
He was month or two older than l., and
trae taller. Either through forgetful
ness, or in consideration of Fred's frank
ness, we never heard anything more from
the president in regard to the trouble at
examination; and we should have forgot
ten the occurrence had it been possible
for, us TO forget the link that bound US so
strongly together.
By a strange coincidence our last
names were consecutive upon the roll,
and in our college exercises, doing eve
thing in alphabetical order, we were al
ways together. We were chums," and
sat together in the class room. We made
eloquent perorations together on the
chapel floor. In fact, for aught know.
some freshman in his days of balmy green
ness, might have supposed us a second
edition of the Siamese twins, bound in
friendship, imported from the east, ex
pressly for the study of the class in phys
iology.
In the summer came the long ten
weeks vacation, and even then we could
not be separated. We spent the time
alternately with each other. Al the end
Of the first year Fred went with me to
my fathers country seat in Western
New York, and the next summer sp ent
with him at his older brothers, in Berk
shire Co. Mass. | had maiden aunt
living alone, away down east" whom
had not visited for three years. She
knew the strong affection that existed be
tween Fred and me, and so was not sur
prised at receiving letter from her. one
dav, toward the close of the junior year
I;...,;Ak z 49, to taiya4Fred and enJae and
speHtHr~-ny next vacation with her. !
showed the letter to Fred, and as he was
pleased with the plan, the invitation was
accepted. So one day, early in the June
of our third vacation, the numbering
stage coach, with its four tired and dusty
horses wheeled lazily up to the door Of
the Fins" in Wilton, and out jumped
Fred and /.
Then was Aunt Lucia In the doorway.
all smiles and welcomes, and old Neptune
came bounding round the corner at the
sound Of the wheels. Yes, a good old
country cottage plain, neat, retired,
with woodbine clustering coziIy over
the doorway. and fragrant honeysuckle
climbing on trellis in the yard. Itwas
none of your frosted cake, frigid country
seats, where everything wears such q
stiff aspect as to suggest the name of
country s'ave as more appropriate. There
were no scrupulously trimmed fir trees
planted in equailateral triangles, and
flower bed so round, or so very square
and so prim looking, that one would think
that flowers would be afraid to grow lest
they should not all have the same mum
be. of leaves, or that their stems should
not rise exactly perpendicular to the no
rizon. There was 10 iron fence extend
ing in front Of the house, stiff and erect
as much as to say to an entering visitor
"hold on, stranger, | am iron; | am
strong you had better be careful how
you triae here, no admittance except on
business" No, none Of this, but cheer
full and inviting cottage. lying eoziy I'm
der the hill surrounded by various trees
and shrubs in the places where nature
planted them, with hite washed board
fence dividing the yard from the street
and an old arm chair standing invtugly
by the side of the doorstep.
And right glad were we to get home
}, after our two days travel, and to 81
down TO the supper OF cold meat anc
sweet bread and butter, and donghnut.
and milk And oh such miIk-a very
nectar to city mouths.
} "Ah." said my aunt, !" Paul, my dear
J boy, how do you do? am very glad tc
see you. And this is your friend sup
pose. How do you do, Thayer? fee
quite we'll acquainted with you through
, Paal's letters; so we must not stand OF
, ceremony. Set down. Take this chair
Paul-your old friend you know"
Supper over. we chattcd little while
and then retired. We were up in tht
morning bright and early. 1t was a Clio
rous day. Air fresh and bracing tree,
saving and birds singing, and all nature
in an ever running joy. Doubly pleasan
was it, since no study or care, or work
entered our faculties. We had nothing
} to do but to enjoy ourselves, and that w
, did to our hearts content.
Wilton was quiet country village Will
4 ten or ffte~n stores, three churches, al
academy and a private school. A small
river glided gently by through grassy
meadow, quarter of mile from the vii
lage. and on the other side the land ros,
} higher and higher toward the North
" Old Bald Mountain, SO called, forming
towering back ground. Twenty mile
back among the hills, there was prim
: fishing, and many trout in his specklet
} pride fell a prey to our sharp hooks. :
What with fishing. and riding, and read
ing, we got along the first two weeks
BY that time we became little weary o
! these amusements, and longed for some
thing more exciting.
Aunt Lucia, said ] one afternoon
(" amt there pretty pirls around in th