The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1862-01-25

tSohuioh eCuSc WOuiu nave IauSut me
that we had quarreled only because
we were "a little lower than the angels :
that Kate was under the same cloud
that shrouded me, and that a quick re-
turn. one kiss, one word of love, would
heal the wound forever.
But it was not permitted that love
and common sense shall dwell .s::eriiin &C.: In or
in mems brains, and so 1 held nv
course, gloolnily thinking of all that
ii..a "h.""-a - Zoo aa,, iiravaiiad III
road before; of the new wishes, and
pleasures, and hopes, that had since
sprung up in my heart, and of the sud
den storm that had blasted them all.
Turn back, dear reader, with those
thoughts of mine, pray thee.
Just before the Indian Summer, my
good friend Frank Russell, had prom
ised me a fortnight's shooting in the
Old Colony-for thus fondly do the
good people of Plymouth name their
weather-worn county. We were to
visit his uncle, the Colonel, and much
he boastcd to my willing cars of the
old gentleman's hospitality. Some
thing there was too, in praise of cousin
Kate's beauty, but that minded less.
We were nearly ready for our journey,
when suddenly Satan or Momus or
some other of the Subteranean crazed
Franks governor with vain hope that
his son might make something in the
world. if cut loose from his associations.
Speedily to coin this into reality, he
shipped poor Frank, unwarned, with
out one farewell call, or parting supper,
to New York; there, for the bad emf
nence Of stool in Front street, to wing
his flight to usefulness, distinction and
a plume. sr at a
! was not to be banked of my sport,
and, day or two after Franks disap-
pearance, l mounted the Plymouth
stage beside Ben Stsbbens, the driver,
and started down the road at the rate
of six miles an hour. o fa
Speed is reckoned by miles and min
utes on that route nowadays but
the sway of life was then a pleasant
walk-not a steeple chase that steam
has made it since Sensible people
were laughing at a mad-eap fellow,
named Fulton, who pretended to have
made boat move without oar or sail.
Old sea-dogs wagged their heads,
reckoning that she went down the
stream. r....
We pay dearly for these new inyen.
tions that men find out, for steam, We
have battered away race OF. great
souled men, encept stage drivers; uni
versal philanthropists, different in mark
and in number for those of our bad
days; men whose hearts had no oppor
tunity to those whose daily business il
was to ride, chatting and laughing
stealing secret kisses, leaving messages
and dropping love letters, and presents
of game, and city fnery, through mile.
of sunny woodland.
But, alas, for the noble craft! The
men of long whip and the many coats
the oracles of the way-side man, th.
runners of the world-if 'all the world.
stage'-are fast passing away. Ye
they are booked for glorious immor
tality. Their times have fallen il
pleasant places Tommy Weller vii
keep the road till 'the last pike is pait
and last man set down in Paradise.
Of this race so full Of the milk o
human kindness, Ben Stebbens was
like Sir John, the butler. Still NOR,
like Sir John, he was five fingers thicl
upon the ribs and in all that goodl,
frame, there was not one nerve OF. mus
Gle that did not yibrate with good hu
NOR. Well was it for me that / sool
r appreciated niche in his heart my
v self.
{. The Colonel's house was but fev
k miles from Plymouth. Ben pointed
l. out to me as we approached, and peer
e ing through the rows of lofty elms tina
l. hid it from the road, my eyes fell upo
IT lovely girl that was Fastening towar
is US /; her long dark curls, blown bac
o from her flushed cheeks, and her eye
,r sparkling, and of that deep brown ths
has no counterpart in nature, no ra,
l. ems wing or summer sky, to help tn
:, poets to smile, and 80 has passed az
e, sung by the passionate tribe. ssl8)
g sThat ares the ColonePs darter,'
~ fact which / guessed but second bs
4, fore. 1t was the first time that eve
n woman's beauty had quickened m
b, heart, and, in moment had wishe
/ Franks father a lifetime of affiietion
ID for having separated me from so b.
Is witching companion. She had
basket that was to be taken to Pl,
st mouth, and, as sat on the side of tn
q stage nearest her, she reached it to M
Ih Nv eyes were fixed on her beautifi
70 face, and | CROPPED about for the chang
" like a blind man Of course ! misse
d it, and it fell, strewing the ground wit
m needle books, thimbles, scissors, an
~ all the infinite armor of lady's wol
e. box. She looked half-vexcd, hal
no amused at my awkwardness, an
Id abashed for the first time in my life,
re leaped to the ground to repair my fau
If The articles were gathered too quick
for me to summon my scattered WI
zh to say anything pretty to her blat
is ewes, but one little spool was so consi
on crate as to roll apart from the rest, an
ds it being the last of the group, our han
We met upon it. Thrilled by the touch,
ed looked up into her eyes, as, for m
sh ment, they were turned towards MIR