Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1865-11-10

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George seized on this hops. There wa
no train until the next morning, but th,
wretched husband could OF wait al
night--he would walk. .H 4
He got directions about the roads
was told that it was straight one--fo
the most of the way through thes wood
-rather lonesome but pleasant. He Sc
forth once. more, not stopping 10 swallow
a mouthful. Excitement had taken away
bis appetite. The fine day had develop,
d into a cloudy evening--the nigh
would be darker than usual.
George fastened on, too much excited
to feel fatigued, 100 much agonlzed about
Katie to notice that he had split his ele,
giant French CATERS out at the sides.
After three or four hours hard walk
ing, he began to think something must
be wrong. He grew a little doubtful
about his being on the right road, and be.
gan to look about him. There was no
road al all, or rather, it was all road ;
for all vestige of fences and wheel. tracts
had vanished-there was forest, forest
everywhere.
The very character Of the ground be-
meath his feet changed at every step
1t grew softer and softer, until he sunk
ankle deep in mud; and suddenly, before
he could turn about, he fell in almost to
his armpis. He had stumbled into a
quagmire. A swift horror came over
him. People had died before in such
places like this--and it would so
dreadful TO die thus, and Katie never
know what had become of him. He
struggled with the strength of desperation
to free himself, but he might as well have
taken il cOoly. He was held fast.
Thus slowly the hours wore away
The night was ages long. The Sun had
never before taken so much time to rise |
in but probably it realized that moths
ing could be done until it was up, and
was not disposed to hurry. M
A, soos1 as II was fairly ngnt, George |
began TO scream at the top of his voice,
N the hope thst some one might be going
iomew here and hear him. He amused
himself in this way for an hour and at
he end of that time you could not have
distinguished his voice from that ola frog
,lose at hand, who had been doing his
pest to rival our hero.
AT last, just as George was beginning
o despair, he heard voice in The dis
ance calling out,
'Hilloo there! Is it you or frog
Tt's me- cried George, and I shall be
lead in ten minutes. Come quick I'm
nto the mud up to my eyes !
Directly an old woman appeared, a sun
onnet on her head and basket on her
rm. She was huckleberrying.
The land sake = cried she. You're
a for it, hain't ye ?
Yes, too deep for comfort
Starved you right! I'm glad of i'll
Didn't ye see the notice the old man put
p shat nobody mustn't come huckleber> '
ying in this swamp c
'Huckleberryingr exclaimed George, b
ngrily. You must think a fellow was t
eside himself to come into this jungle If Y
e knew it Huckleberrying, indeed 0
m after my wife ? v
Land sakes Well ofall things! l
ecIaie, l neverl' = v
She got on the wrong train, and so did
/; and 1 expect she's at Margate, and l c
arted from Groton last night to walk b
ere, and lost my way. Help me out, ii
}, there's dear woman
The old lady steadied herself by tree, h
ID, being woman of muscle, she soon 4
ew George out-mud from head to foot. /
e shook himself
There, if you'll show me the way, III =,
right on
No You won't, neither You'll c G,
,ht oyer to our house and have a cup :,
coffee and something TO eat, and suit :,
the old mans clothes to put on while
Try yourn. And I'll send Tom over =,
Margate with the hoss and wagon to
ng your wife.' Hio f-.e
You're trumpl cried George wiring CT
her hand. God bless you You VI
Ill be well rewarded for your kind
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Mrs. Stark's house was only little yo
y distant, and to its shelter she took
orge. Tom was dispatched to Mar niz
e to find Mrs. Jameson and George,
aged in a suit of Mr.. Stark's clothes ha
,lue, swallow-tail coat, homemade,
y pantaloons, cowhide boots, q L
tie hat with broad brim, for the wh
rk's were Friends-felt like new
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