Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-10-24
HYDE PARK, VERMONT, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER a. 1866


tell The truth, were | not settling
quietly down into such steady, humdrum
middle-age, ! do believe l should
myself indulge in few rhapsodies. ;"
Don't laugh at me, Ingestre," was
quickly returned. "You do not see the
place RS | saw it only yesterday, for now
its growing 6 ory seems to be missing
She sat on the stone there,-I mean the
girl whom.I saw,-looking for all the
world like some beautiful naiad, or maid
of the mist, dipping her hand slowly in
and out of the cool, murmurous water.
wish you could have seen what a pic.
ture she made p
Suppose you sketch it for me, some
day?' said Colonel lngestre laughingly.
You are somethin of an artist, and it
seems stamped rather wildly upon your
mind, 50 that you would hardly be like
to find the least trouble in SO doing.
will run over the characteristics for you,
as they were recounted to me last night.
Items: hair of pale, rippling gold; eyes
of a soft violet hue; mouth, kissable, mis-.
sable delcctable; complexion"-
"Pshaw !" interrupted Paul vanstone
good naturedly. "Your best words arc
but mere caricatures of the original
But seriously, lngestre, | am glad we are
to take up our quarters on these hills fol
a week or two. That young girl mus,
live near, and am really interested tc
know more of her Perhaps Farmer Lynn
will be able to tell US something"
Very likely. But are you positiv,
we are going in the right direction t,
reach the Ia, --noers? hardly listened t,
the d,rectivs he gave US, aid am quite a
a loss.
ITO be sure. We have only to keel
directly ahead. can see the chimney
through those trees yonder. We have
half mile to 60 yet"
They walked on silently and a littl
more rapidly. By aud by they left tb
lane, and took narrow footpath acros
the fields In fifteen minutes time the
had nearly reached their destination. an
the farm house, was plainly discernabl
through the shrubbery,--a low, brow
house. plain aud .unprctending, but neal
ly covered with luxuriantly blossomin
vines.
On turning sudden bend in the path
only few yards from the door, they cam
face to face with young girl. She stal
ted back in beautiful surprise at tn
the sight of the strangers, rich wave {
color suddenly flushing her cheeks. Sn
darted at Paul look of half.recognitioI
then stood quite still, waiting in siler
expectation for the intruders to dec lal
their business.
"Does Mr.. Lynn reside here? aske
Colonel Ingestre, rather brusquely, aft
a minute or two. He spoke as if Il
words were uttered with difficulty. .a
HE does" was the reply.
my name is Iugestre," the colon
went on quickly. This is Captain Va
stoue. Our regiment is in camp just b
low here. Mr.. Lynn has consented
receive my. companion and myself
boarders, for week or two"
T. "Oh. yes. My father told me som
thing about it." And pair of the 10
eliest violet eyes he had ever seen we
quickly upliited to his face How stron
ly they reminded him of other eyes
that we're how forever closed, aud hidd
= away under the green sods of New En-
laud graveyard!
"Margcry Margery at this nome
screamed the harsh voice of a woman, W
had come out on the porch steps, al
stood looking down the path, shading h
r. eyes with one hard, bony hand "Mar
cry, child, why are you lettering ther
; Come up to the house this minute, Con
say u
,se II was tall, gaunt form, looking
st. the more angular and stern, for the ma
ad of green leaves and the jasmine blool
ite which outlined it. The features w
is. hard and cold, aud sbarpened by toll a
he premature age. Loveless and unloval
he was Barbara Lynn, rigid and exacti
'rn creature. whose ready tongue all W
asst came within its reach had ample occasi
as to dread. HfJ..
of Margery stood in plain sight from
,us porch steps. but some syrnga bushes pa
9Th iy concealed the forms of the two men,
pie that Barbary did not at FIRST observe the
a. When she did, she turned with a qu
impatient gesture, and entered the hou
ne, { Colonel lngestrc had paled visib
md from some sudden emotion. at the sou
me of that woman's voice He looked up "
e.. something like start. rlai
ok "Margery' Margery." be repeated j
}, low, dreamy tone. "ls that your nal
ore my good girl9"
an. "Yes, sir. Margery Lynn. Won't
en-. walk up to the house?" said the yo'
in girl. speaking to the colonel, but with
eyes on Paul. "My father is not at ht
cx- now. though he will be very soon"
, to She turned beckoning them to foil