The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1864-01-13


how lovely he looked 70 night, and how
sptendidly you sang the air from Traviata
And he is engaged to Miss Nellie Mar
tin"
"Never mind, auntie there is as good
hsh IN the sea as ever were caught"
"Hattie how vulgar!"
"That's the principle, auntie, in homeiy
language
And, peeping over Milton Greave's
shoulder, as he writes to his brother, you
may read,
And you may tell Nellie, George, that
she is still first in my affections; my allie.
glance stood the threatened shock Fancy
this lovely rural retreat, inhabited by two
ultra fashionable ladies, got up in the
latest style of crnolne, founce and fash
ion, discoursing the opera and ball ROOM
and fourishing up and down the scale of
Ferdi't atrocities The formidabl niece
is pretty, as your uncle said, but rather
marked in her attentions to your loving
brother, etc., etc"
/ Fancy the gentleman's astonishment,
the next day, when the breakfast
party met him. Mrs Hall, cool and com
Portable in her white wrapper, and hair
screwed up in pins; and Hattie with
pretty chintz dress and floating curls,
sublimely composed under his most com
rlime":ary speeches The soft blue eyes,
tllat drooped so languidIy last evening,
now flashed a merry answer to his soft
speeches, till he found himself at ease
with the naturally graceful niece OF the
host.
do you garden, Mr.. Greaves?'
''SometimeS."
Il am going to take advantage Of this
cloudy day to do week S work in the
garden Uncle is going Ia town auntie
Is deep in preserving duties; SO, if you
are not afraid of soiling your wristbands,
you may colac help me tie up rose bushes
an set pinks.
If he was afraid Of his wristbands. she
was utterly regardless OF her little white
hnds. Into the dark mould, scratched
by the thornS, lifting the'hcavy spade or
down to the tr"wel depth, she worked at
her task till completed,
How very Kind you have heen." she
said. at last, standing up before him
, This would have taken me all day alone.
; Cons to the pump to wash our fin@ers,
i anG will show you the place, Are you
interested in cows and piss?'
! deeply he said, with kind of ludi-
crous soletunity.
! We've IA beautiful stock" she said, as
l'hcy walked on at is one of uncle's
hobbics. And then you shall see Light
n;ne
* horse !"
Mine once captivated the heart O.
a sea captain who wanted to adopt ne
, wl,en | was about ten years old. Auntie
Il not con>cnting, lie has done the next bes
thing, by giving ne the most cxtravaean
pre-. c.cnts--gene rally brought from, abroad
c lie procured this horse when but fnal
y and presented it to me, certain of It's be
Ing a pure Arabian There and sh,
u pointed across field. "Doy see him
r The black one"
c Even her enthusiasm was satisfied a
his unSparing admiration.
t ''ls he not Il beauty? Fleet as tn
II wind. spirited and naughty, lie is lovin!
/ to me, and as gentle as lamb. Nov
see!
= She gave clear, musical whistle of fou
T or five notes.
d Lightning stopped eating. Arching hi
d neck, he bent his delicate head to listen
y. Again the whistle and then, with long
elastic strides, he cleared the field, leapc
an intervening fence, swept across anothe
s meadow, and stood beside his little mis-
~ tress.
" Milton caressed and petted him. bu
h. his head rested against Hattie, his eye
y, were for her only, till, obedient to sig
t. nal he k cit like dog before her.
40 "He will not he satisfied, now, unlcs
be he carries me" she said, bIushiny; "bu
as he will walk
W, She was on his back one little whit
hand nesting in his long name. as 81
as spoke; but she kept him at walkiE
st pace as she did the honors of the farm.
r. They were saunterlng up the walk
the house she still seated on Lightning
he back, he sauntering beside her. when
,st cry OF pain long, wailing cry, broke Il
Of hum OF busy life around them Ligh
ms ming stopped, as they listened. Aga
tc, the cry, and, with kindling eye al
ed flushed cheek, Hattie pointed to the mt
ed running across the fields.
he A low whistle started her horse off wi
to speed worthy of his name. Milt'
stood aghast Without bride or sadd
he she seemed to him rushing to destructio
in The long, elastic strides Of the hor
in soen distanced the men running to I
ra, spot, and Milton saw the young g
ees spring down and kneel on the ground
ma Another moment, and she stood ere
to with something in her arms. The doc
lis animal knelt again, and she was in h
son old seat, one arm holding a child, o
elf hand nesting in Lightning's name.
Mr.. Slowly she came on, the men crowdi
wn around her, but her steed carrying her
the softly as if he understood the necess
ing of sentleness. Again and again the C
of pain broke from the child, but the g
she den head bent over the form and sooth
ere the sufferer.
as Mrs Hall met the procession as it ne
his ed the house.
it "Willie Neal, tie gardner's little bo
her said Hattie, hurriedly, as she saw
aunt. THE children were all playing
ind the hay, and one of the big boys jumI
In on Wiilie's shoulder Take him, aun