The Portage County Democrat. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1863-07-29

country ana az lenSgn nery eHtreatleS 70 ue
allowed a summer among its rural shades in
Educed her paren;ssto send her to Bearville for
"a few months. & Mrs. Clash, an old friend of
Mrs. Strobg's !. nice, matter-of fact old lady,
residing on small farm in the outskirts of
the village. consented to receive her. and ear
lily in j une our heroine found herself estab-
llishcd in Mrs. Clash's pleasant spare chamber.
/ Mile was charmed with her situation--she
should be sure to meet her fate before she left
sBearville. 81 7 Thisiw just the spot for poets
Tand artists to congregate; and all the long
summer days, dressed in white with clover
blossoms in her hair and a volume of Byron
in her hand. she wandered up and down the
carrot-bed-algnifed by the name of garden
and waited for the long expected. '''- J.
Good Mrs. Clash was a little uneasy at her
strange conduct. She was pretty well con-
WINGED that her boardcr was slightly dement-
ed, and took the precaution to fasten her bed
room door every night. lest the "".uncanniy''
young lady should murder her in her sleep If
Il One fne day fortune began to smile, on our
sentimental friend. She was out in the fields
back of the Village, and approaching too near
4 briar bush, her long eurls became entangled,
and she found it impossible to get clear. Just
as she was about to burst into tears---her lrsu-
al refuge,in time of trial-a handsome young
man in blue frock came whistliag along, and
gallantly proceeded to release her from her
unpleasant predicament.4 hIalaF 7aT .bs5i
She was faint with happiness !; for in the
dark, handsome face of the unknown she had
recognized the twin of her soull Her fate
was decided. At lastshe was in lovelrGY
I Before she could collect her scattered facul-
nsies suficietly to inquire his name, orgive him
thanks for his timely assistance, he had passed
fwhstling away, and was lost to her view
Starting up. she flew. for the house, where
with breathless eagerness she burst into the
room where Mrs Clash was darning stock
| ings, frightening the. old lady nearly out of
her wits. 81, -,.. r.
f "Ohs Mrs, Clash !' cried she, for the love
fof heaven, tell me who wears blue frocll ?''
+ "a blue frock! Good gracious is the gal
crazy - =. - pr fse z.a ~,
+ ''sWlho, wearssa blue frock, whistles Dixie
diymely % m a. t1si} i,, :s5lsss Ga ..iit
r 'fWhy, let me see-there's old Eph Bun
4 ker, and Enoch Place, and old Mr.. Stubbs,
and-----'''' i-e,.s.-43 .,5 .a[r.s5t,3 ..,s..
I "Forbear!" exclaimed Mile, with a trag-
'ic wave Of the hand he could be none Of
these He one of natures noblemen-the
| pole of my existence!' And Mile walked
Il n L. !
| pierce the secrets of futurity.. i5.sr iase
P "What2 pole was you a looking at ?'' in
| quired Mrs. Clash. q There's the hop pole
out there; looks pretty, don't it ?'' .5ag. ~
q "Oh, heaven! what shocking .vulgarity !''
cried Milie, wringing her hands with the an
guish of being so dreadfully misunderstood
F "There, DEAR" said Mrs. Clash, soothingly,
now well satisfied that her guest was beside
herself, "don't feelabad about it. Tell aunty
| what she was looking for, there's dear Pr
"For my Destiny !' exclaimed Millie, trag-
ically. ~
Hain't this it dear?'' asked Mrs, Clash,
picking up blue glass smelling bottle from
the table,
Mile dashed it angrily to the floor. ."'Wo-
man p she cried, "tel me who is tie divine
young man in a blue frock !'' sr -a-,-.'
81 don't know, dear" said Mrs. Clash,
kindly. "You hain't well, I guess; you'd
better go to bed; sleep viii settle your head p
and she forced Millie off to her chamber, prom
ising to see about the young man with the
4 blue frock and divine whistle right away.
d With this assurance. Mile was content to
go to sleep; but Mrs. Clash's inquiries did
not amount tomuch, for the next morning she
knew no more about Miles destiny than SKI
did the preceding night And Mile resolved
4 to take the matter into her own hands. Ac-
I cordingly, after breakfs st, she made most
'bewitehing toilet, and sailed forth toward the
a village, family hoping she might encounter
her Adonis somewhere on the way,
r. Her hope was not vain one. Passing by
]. the blacksmith's shop SHE heard, above the
,i clang of the hammer on the steel that sohistle
:. She would have recognized it among thou
sand Whistles
? She, looked in at the door of the shop
Yes, there he was the kingly-looking fellow,
his noble forehead moist with the sweat Of
toll, his blue frock waving in the wind, and
his hands engaged in fashioning horse shoe
, for some, Bearyille steed. gfs1 40 iIa5 4
: Mile stood still! in silent thought. Hei
counterpart had been found, and he was sor
I of poverty. But should that matter P
Should rank separate them? Should cast,
: dissolve the union of their cougenal souls
: The gods forbid! 's1-h pna f.saaf.@2 @
She was rich--hes was poor; it should BE-
!, r-hearts.delight to endow this chosen one
l with all her wealth of love and gold, (postagt
g stamps and in return she asked but the de.
9 votion of his loyal heart. .ereasrsb alis &
H. She gave ragged little boy a bright quar-
ter, and inquired the name of the blacksmith
e Itwasavery musical patronymic she though
!, The next question was, how should sht
: manage to attract his attention? They hac
:, first metsunder romantic crcumstances--me
e in a.rose-bush, and it would not be nice It.
s destroy the romance by any commonplac
It second meeting. "A bright idea penetrated
), Miles brain. eIiaT r'E e ,Fai sag. aai i.
y The canal which supplied the neighborin,
= mill with waterman close to the smithy; sh
II would throw herself into the "fowing tide,'
g and her screams should bring him to the res
e cue No sooner thought, than the deed wa
i done. 5ae85s,I adI Es., hs,,9s.f --ef
: With loud scream and louder splash