Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1864-11-09
A Week at Mount Holly
BY THE JUNIOR.

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and thence by five mile drive to Mt
Holly, and We are safely ensconced in
the house of friend we had never
SEEN" Ny escort from the former
place was the young parson OF the
parish" and after the usual introduc-
tions to the inmates of the house, to
father and mother, brothers and sisters.
(and, we almost forgot, the two CANNES
who by the way can Outhunt anything
we have ever SEEM we propped ourself
in q chair for a conversation. The
bowling wind and pattering rain with
out babe US think of the suffering poor,
ard anon we caught the image OF some
half clothed boy in the glowing Goals
in the CRATE; and so, with topics many,
we wiled the evening hours away, until
at length we retired and sank to rest
upon the downy bed IN the front cham
Der of the spacious mansion. At morn
ing's dawn our happy slumber was dis
turbed by a gentle
"Rapping, tapping at the chamber door,"
and not many moments elapsed before
we were assembled in the cosy setting
room for prayer. Then to the dining
room. A bevy of girls and boys, a great
many jokes, in which the elder folk
participated, with the smoking viands,
made up the morning repast. The day
being wet and windy in the extreme
we kept within doors, spending the
hours pleasantly and profitably at this,
that and the other thing. Now one of
the girls thumbs the piano in the par
lor, now laugh from another and
pun from a third then somebody's"
thumb hurts, now the parsons latin
grammar comes down from the shelf
and thus the day passed, fraught with
numerous little nothings and something's,
until we found ourselves again in the
front chamber, ready to fall into the
embrace of
"Tired [lazyl natures sweet restorer balmy sleep"
Thus endeth the second day at Mt.
Holly.
A bright sunny morning peeps in at
the chamber window and the walls soon
re-echoed the voices of its wakened in
mates. New joys await US. A fine
day ! A hunt! Where's Bluke d? Here
Sam! Prepare the guns, powder, shot,
all ready-and over the fields we take
our way with shouIdered pieces, play
ful dogs and light hearts, everything
looking lively and gay. Atnoon we halt
by the brook side to devour with great
gusto our bread and meat. Then up
and away for more sport, until evening
bears US home again, rather weak in
the knees" as politicians have it. The
evening meal over we are prepared to
relate the days adventure and dis
cuss each others merits as sportsmen
around the glowing hearth. Young par
son thinks he is almost as good a
shot" as Foss, while somebody"
complains Of only being able to bring
down one bird. Just here joke is per-
petrated, and the laugh goes round
Here we reach Saturday night at
Squire Ms. Retired late, doing in
my chair until my bedfcllow, young
parson, was ready to 90 to bed, which
was about 103 The Sabbath was spent
in quietude, attending church, sabbath
school, &c, and in the evening hearing
a fine sermon by a book-worm from
college. Skipping over sundry minor
transactions we come to what was en-
phatically the event of the week, viz ::
the arrival of darling little blue eyed
Nell, the prettiest and best of babies
and pet of the household, from Aunt
Al. to Grandpa. This baby celebrity
| was not long in the house before she
began to " show off" by dashing play
things rudely from her, pulling young
parsons ears, and indulging in child
ish glee each delighted auditor with a
kiss-exeept Pa, who wears too heavy
mouse" Passing in quick success
sion through the arms of all, Nell final
ly lands on Grandpa's lap, where she
is content to rest for time in consci-
GUS security, sucking her thumb.
| feign would relate of how young
parson was seized with a violent head
ache, which ever so many grains of
Belladonna couldn't cure-of how VIC
went pike fishing, and the high wind
chased US back without a bite but
space will not permit.
A ride to G. to bring out cousin Al
lie and young parson No. brings with
1T nany pleasant recollections. We
came back, took tea, and then took
the parlor by force" where before
long
The merry song and laugh so gay
Rung round and round again.
| Thus we beguiled the evening hour,
and as the travellers were weary, al
seemed to accord in the proposition tc
{" turn in for the night" as our brave
boys in the field say. But | must wind
up my story. On the morrow l parted
from Squire Ms family, with deep re,
grets, indeed, none knowing but my
self the silent throbs of my heart as
waved goodbye from the window o.
the old stage coach as it rolled from