St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1865-07-27

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tsa YOU'RE YOUNGER THANH AM.
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-.e&7.a@o e BY AMY anAHAM. s Z. 1o9A .:.:i
,"Do you want t. So" ast,sa ~ father, !,
holding the invitation poised. open, ppl bis
out-spreed fingere. sss Z ,e.ss,.lo,aa a&1
;;.}"..Of course she does,g said my youngest
brother. Will, laughing;a ''girls always
want to lgyo!"F sa .saaa a".sqt' - .sst1
I did. want to accept that invitation, SO 1
did not. dispute Wills assertion. There
was something very tempting, to .a' city
bred g,rl just released from boarding school
in an invitation to spend some weeks in .
country farmhouse, and, added to this,
there, was still another inducemcnt, to know
mydAunti Fahny.aitl' 3 nj asaa &at;es:,s'e..
II was motherless from: my very iafancy,
and 1had never known my relatives on NY
mothers, side, Ny father had married
very young, the motlier Of his FOUR boys,
and had been left b owidower1 when Win
was two years old; for five years. he mourn
edtrul, thewife Of his youth, then he mar
ried young girl who was svisitirE 1 one Of
his friends. and in; one ;short year she too
died, leaving me a pale sickly baby. My
nurse was succeeded by my schoolmistress.
and I vas not at home, except for a few
short weeks IN the summer holidays. until
had completed my seventeenth. year,
when I cnme home to- remain; my father
provided masters in music md languages,
that might not lose my lime. And now,
in the, first month Of this home-life, came
On invitation from an. unknown Amt Fan.
~, Who clsi,ned to. be my mothers oldest
sister, and wished u have 8 visit from her
aises. The. Latter xaa .daied- -Dsx1 i Cor:
asr. and ] xss directed e, send word %
Woodtova, ana I should End there an es-
eort to my asnt's fhrn Ny fA4her fdeba-
ted the matter for some minutes, then look
ed at my pale cheeks, and no doubt sent
allowing gmemory to my mother which open.
Cd his heart to her sister, and said: ..'1H
"pack up then! When can you be
ready!"t ! a q s255Al
''On Monday; but am I to 60 alone ~
"No; -Williayshall take you.">.es s,
Willis was my fathers old Confidential
clerk; who had escorted me, 10 and from
schoolin all my holiday trips, 50 I was
quite prepared for this answer, and pro
ceeded to pack up Immediately. Ny four
brothers, whose pet and plaything I had
been in all our holidays, were loud in their
complaints at, such "shabby treatment !"
but the country and that unknown aunt
were too tempting to be resisted, and I
persisted in my resolve to 60 to Davy's
Corner: The housekeeper, who had lived
with my father since his first. widowhood,
paoked. up cakes. and sandwiches enough
TO- maintain q garrison in . state of siege,
and had breakfast that was astreat for an
epicure ready for me when came idewn on
Monday morning dressed for. my Journey.
Father filed my porte.;monnies literally,
kissed me warmly, andsexacted q promise
IF frequent letters, and then, Willis hint
ing at the virtue Of ;punotuality for arail-
way journey, l left the i've. tall, manly fig
ures standing on the steps, while drove
of, kaif dSsbau1s already eabsus my ahtis-
ipated pleasure.
The journey was an upeventful one, and
on the afternoon of the second day VIC
came TO- the little station at Woodtown.
Willis had decided to remain there for the
night and return home by the morning
train, sosxss looksIabout for some vehicle
to take our trunks and carpet-bags to the
ho:el. The only wheeled sarticle in sight
was large canvas-covered wagon which
stood down on the road, below the arch
which had been erected for the train to
pass over.
We were still locking very disoonsolate-
sly at .the little cluster Of houses below, W,
forming the village, when heavy trend
made the wooden flight Of stars leading up
the platform creak, and q, shock of light
hair, . tall white hat, and d sunburnetl
face. appeared, followed by pair Of broad
shoulders, and finally by two very sub
stantial feet, clad IN muddy boots, whose
soles ,were absnt Two inches thick. Heavy
corduroy trousers and gray flannel shirt
made the costume Of this tall figure, snd a
large riding whip. was his only weapon.
He looked at us from 4 pair Of br; GIT Blue
eyes, and then said in very pleasant
though loud voice: / S,sss 9ssf.:ss.
s::Are yousy cousin, Amy Graham,?n, !.
His cousin All my fnifed boarding
school ideas, and all tho high-bred refine
ment Of my fathers and brothers, rose up
in defiance Of the title. Willis, ho vevef,
saw only fine, stalwart farmer, with a
good honest face, and hearty, cherry
voi5e, and Willis said ;ess < ssli ID. sg s:i.-s
"Mrs. Browns son p ~ 4sis
Eyes, sirl Gerald Brown is my NAME y
gGeyald-m own brother was named Ger
ald. And looked with interest at my
COUSIN. Oh, dear me! Before had time