Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1866-10-24

"oSu ue'0u, anu eiouoieu NY oomo pcIpleA-
ing thought AS for Paul, he watched
eagerly the light, graceful form, spring
ing on before them. To be sure it was
only drapery of some coarse, gray stuff
that flowed about it; but, for all that,
, her movements seemed the very poetry Of
motion. AT any rate the eager, childish
face, and soft eyes looking out from under
!, all that faced gold for bair, interested
, him wonderfully.
Margery left them in the porch, saying
as she went away
"Please stop here moment. My
mother does not now that you are coming
Father didn't tell her, reckon He
, didn't expect you till tomorrow, you
see."
When she had gone, Paul drew nearer
to his companion.
, "Ingestre, have an idea," he said
suddenly.
"What is it ?" asked the other rous-
ing himself and trying to speak lightly.
> Don't laugh. 1t came over me, al at
once, as this Miss Margery went in, saw
the profile view of her face; and, my COL
onel she looks wonderfully like-like
. you"
lngestre grew white to the very lips.
"The resemblance is Indeed striking"
!. Paul went on. The features are really
; a softencd copy of your own, though you
y never had such eyes, nor such mass Of
y sunshine for hair. 1t must be one Of
those strange condolences that defy ex.
planation.
y "Of course" was returned in a con
y strained voice
y, There followed moment Of silence.
II am SO glad we happened to fall il
%%ith Farmer Lynn, and SO come up here
P SAID Pau! finally, 81 am sure we shall
s like, only do hope the old woman won
a be- tee cross She looked like perfec
: spitf,c as she stood ou the pore.
e steps"
e II could not see her distinctly. Bu
IS her voice was not one of the most agreea
y BILE certainly"
d "Well, don't it seem ineongruous tha
lie. sweet quiet body with ladylike all
u sach as is possessed by this quaint crea
r. ture who has Uust left us, should hav
g been dropped down among such people a
Farmer Lynn and his wife? ?"
b, Colonel lngestre laughed,
le You see through glass, darkly. CaI
r. tain Paul." he said, land so imaging a
,e sorts of ridiculous things We have OF
of ly had glimpse at Mrs. Lynn, as "
nc and perhaps on closer observation we sha
n, trace more Of resemblance between thel
ut than you now seem to think"
re What! My wood.pymph, my beat
tiful naiad, my water-spirit, look lii
pd that old tiger up youder You are Graz
m or to think it!" exclaimed the young ma
he Indignantly.
= Then after little pause, during whic
he seemed to be pondcrlng busily, be sal
=, abruptly
'e' you told me you we're widower, Ii
u u gestre ?"
'e' ~ YES" the colonel replied, a shade pa
w sing over mis- face.
ss "Had you any children ?"
. "One, girl; but she was drown'
'e- 10 when little thing, not more than tv
~, ~ years old. Why?"
,re y. Nothing Only, if that girl had grow
U, up, she would have been the perfect pi
VI VI ture of Margery Lynn"
en "You are fanciful, Paul" said Colon
" Ingestrc coldly.
Nevertheless, the words had fallen wi
mt sharp pain upon his heart and set hi
bo to thinking of two lonely graves far
nd among the Berkshire hills, where t
'er deadly blast of war could never .rea
rg- them and which, now, with him ava
e? had only the sun to smile on them, a
nc, the rain to water them. Oh, If that gi
his Margery. only had grown up.
all would not need to be roaming the wor
ass like this, sad hearted man, growing Q
ms before bis time.
ere CHAPTER II.
md Margery Lynn had gone into the hot
BILE very slowly and dreumily. She was
ing dresdiug the explanation which was to
Tho made to her mother, but thinking Iatl
ion of the ridiculous picture she must ha
made the day before, when Paul had Sc
the her sitting by the brook in the lane
lrt. her unsophisticated eyes. the young s
50 dier had seemed like new revelation
EN-. manhood. he was so different from
lick coarse, illitcrate persons she came in da
ise. contact with. She must have seemed
,ly, prcnely silly to him. and as she had u
,ud passed her with only a low bow, and
nth earnest glance, she now felt in hopes
had not recognized her as the same
n son.
he, Mrs, Lynn was not in the front rot
and so she kept on to the low back kit
you en-. where she found her stirring some
ung yory mess over the fire. !.
her "Mother," she said, hesitating lit
ONE "tbere are two men. soldiers. on the fr
'a'' porch. They belong to the Massachus'
ow. regiment down in the valley