Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1865-01-25

chamber in qniet city. among scenes en-
tirely new. She felt like little child,
when it first opens its eyes with observa- (
ticn. delighted with watching sunbeam.
and studying the simplest object for min
utes together Soon she was able to be-
giu to ride, and walk. and sail; and
Aunt Tabitha made little excursions with
her to Mount Auburn, and Nahant, and
the beaches and down the smooth harbor,
in soft sunny days She had ocean-bath.
ing, and every day some new diversion
to cheer and invigorate.
Hattie had taste for beautiful things.
and whenever she went through Hanover
or Washington Streets, brought home all
the fine show and especially the milli-
ner's window, in her eyes She had a
wonderfully dexterous set cf fingers too
and already, by some magic as it seemed,
had half filed her aunt's house with cro-
chet-work, and braidng. and fancy cush
ions, and mats; all the while thinking
she should never. no, never half repay
Aunt Tabitha for the trouble she had with
her.
One day Hattie's aunt placed before
her quantityof lovely flowers and rib
| ,nl loana nnl ebo 10 ynrly pl
made herself just the sweetest pretty bon
net in Boston. So exquisitely it looked,
so elegant in style and harmonious in all
its com mbinations. it would have done honor
to any establishment in Paris, or out of
it, Aunt Iabitha had believed Hattie a
prodigy all along, and she was sure the
FAIRIES must have helped her Most gladly
she would have given five times the price
of the articles. to have heard the gay
songs with which the improving invalid
accompanied her happy labor.
When it came late autumn, and bleak
winds blew off the sea. of the effect of
which on her charge Aunt Tabitha was
10 doubt, Mr.. Sumner, who, till his eyes
; beheld it, had never been able to really
believe his wife was recovering came aud
took her home. 1t was nine days
! wonder in the village that Hattie Sumner
had lived to come back everybody knew
she wouldn't, and had declared it the
y widest folly ever heard of, her going to
y Boston with that insane old aunt of
j hers.
g The inspired apostle never wrote an
item of more universal experience. than
I when he speaks of having a messenger Of
$ Satan to buffet him. Hattics messenger
n of Satan, whose chief employ seemed to
e be to steal away whatever joy and comfort
i a kind Providence let down to her from
b heaven, was in the form of sister-in-law
S Had she been merely neighbor, never
u could there have been a less desirable one
!, but she was Mr. Summers half sister
e lryphenie Cla,k and presuming on her
n relationship, she could offer indignities
t such as would have been out of her pow
o er in any other circumstances
It OF course a hedgehog rolled mp tho
= wrong way must torment himself with
i his priekles /; and by the time iryphenit
y was five nd,twenty. her hair was gray
d as rat and her forehead wriukIed across
!, and up and down, till it looked like q
81 field that had been narrowed and cross
narrowed This was bad, for Tryphenie
s. WAS proud as that other Lucfer aud am.
- bitous to be at the head in good looks. az
it in everything 1t made good sale fol
S hair.dye; but this was no offset to the
dreadfulIy grim satisfaction she enjoyed
d in shooting her porcupine quilts this way
+; aud that. especially in the direction oI
= Hattie Sumner. glgt n.f 1
Q The invalid young wife had been al
d object of envy to her all sumrlcr--stoy
,e ing Boston, coddled and cosseted. Sh
| never could 60 on a journey. but must al
d ways keep at home aud work. This waI
d her cross.grained style Of talk, going hith
II or and thither and yon through wld'
bookkeeping at home indeed
N No living woman ever did beat l'rypheui
spinning street yarn. Nobody ever triec
n. to make things pleasant for her, she said
Of putting another wrinkle in her burdeuec
Is nobody cared whether she liveC
is or died. val sa irsl ea
/, G. x.ko,, uatt;a IN aiming home sh,