Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1866-01-11

Wnlch was heightened by the brllllanCy o
lily's eye, and the flush on her beautiful
cheeks. When we had shaken hands-anC
never did her hand feel softer or it's pres
sure more palpable-she arose and said in
a low tome to her aunt:
/ " My dear aunt Mr.. Grantham must ex
cuse me if | retire but you have my per
mission to explain matters, and | am sure
from the many marks of friendship which
he literally and literally showered on Inc,
he will be the first to congratulate u.s."
She was gone but she left an able expo
nent behind.
In ten minutes had heard it all, Sir Jas.
per LittletOn had proposed, and had not
been rejected
''And so amiably generous (even mu.
nlhCent has he been !" went on the wretch
ed go-between, in a tone of rapturous en-
Otlon, che proposes to settle four thousand
year on our darling Lily" (ours, ha! ha! J
"and as to horses, carriages and establish
ments. All, Mr.. Grantham our good for
tune is almost overcoming, and | am sure
that none of our many friends will more
truly or sincerely"
| rushed from the chamber of deception
and horrors, and left her to conclude her
hypocritical speech to the disguised air.
Months passed away, during which |
| learned one thing, at all events-namely,
that 1t is much easier to fall into love than
to fall out of it. | did my best, however
and it was onl y by opposing the foulness
of the treatment | had received to the i'm
pressions which the beauty Of the deceiver
had left on me that | made head against
the suffering | endured Let no one say
,af | To- Il ;+I,
his Internal 81 always told you So" to back
it,, when honestly admit that my liver
sympathized with my heart, and that after
a course of the blue pill and Moxon's mag
nesia, my attendant physicians sent me
abroad to look for health when | objected
to any further dosing at their hands at
home
| went up the Rhine and down the Dan
ube from Alp to Appenine and at length
went to Ireland, and after "doing' Killar-
ney, the Giants Causeway, the rocks and
ruggedness of Connemara and the Hill Of
Howth found myself one delicious morning
on Killiney Hill" Yes, it was delicious
| have every reason to call it so.
This locally celebrated "Hill" is what
your blase tourists would term nothing to
speak of as a hill" Neither is it It is
rather an agreeable ascent than anything
deserving Of more imposing name But
when you stand on the top of it, and look
over the various scenery it commands, the
term magnificent" may well indeed be
conferred on the whole without fearing that
the speaker will say too much. In front of
you is the BAY of Dublin" second to none
other in the world for variety and beauty.
On one side the charming landscape which
stretches on to "Brayhead," is before you,
dotted with pasture-lands, villas, planta-
tions, through which ''meanders," for we
may say 50, the Dublin and Wicklow
Railway, edge the shore, and giving addi-
ton life and animation to the picturesque
scene on the other side you have variety
again: beneath you, almost, is the harbor
of Kingstown, with its magnificent "pers,n
it's fleet of large vessels and small The
citizens Of Dublin have now made their
favorite ground in summer for picnics and
who find there every accommodation neces-
sary for the pleasant consummation of a ru-
raj fete."
1t was on this charming hill, then found
myself about noon, and after wandering
over the ground and admiring its beauties
for an hour or two, | began to perceive
that numbers of holiday-makers began to
crowd the scene accompanied by their
"helps," male and female, some assisting
in the transport of hampers and baskets,
and others anxiously looking out for and
supervising their proper setting down, and
taking care as they did so that pie-crusts
wore their normal appearance, that cham
pagne TASKS were unbroken, and that
neither "salt nor mustard" (Which every
piCkncker contrives somehow or another
to forget was in this particular instance
mislad or forgotten.
1t is to be observed that there is an ''obc-
lisk" topping this HILL raised there, as |
have heard, as a sort of landmark for ves-
sells approaching the shore. Near to this
Obelisk ] stood, when ! was suddenly ar
reused by slap on the shoulder accom-
panied in a moment after by stentorian
but exceedingly pleasant voice, roaring in
to my ear the unexpected exclamation Of.
"What in the world are you doing here,
old fellow ?"
1t was question under my circumstan-
ces easier to ask than to answer, and 50 |
felt it at the moment to be so | suddenly
confronted my questioncr, and answered
him by the simple monoSyllable,
'Sir !"
In a moment the strangers (tor such he
was hat was in his hand, and III the spirit
of an Irish gentleman, whose tongue sell
dom fails him, his answer was ready and
his apologies was amply and frankly made.
He had mistaken me for another, and made
his excuse for the liberty he had taken
with my scapua i'll a spirit of earnest sim
cerity which went to my heart at once.
Our mutual explanations led to further
discourse, i'll the course of which | told him
my name and occupation, and learned from
him that he was solicitor i'll good prac-
tce, and had been detained in court later
than he wished-it was then five o'clock
and his family and friends had preceded
him to ''the hill" and were now, he sup
posed, either murmurng at his delay, OF
soothing their ruflled spirits over quarters
of lamb, chicken pie, and such like calma-
tives to a wounded mind.
81 suppose" he said to me at last that
you are about to be engaged i'll pretty
much the same way as myself, and there
fore is unfair in me to detain you longer
from your friends"
81 have no friends here" was my answer
"and am only out on tour Of inspection