National opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1865-1874, 1866-09-14

Willis's carpet-bag was seized, when
/ he said -
Not that, Mr.. Blown, that is
mine.'.
Wen, you are coming over to
the Corner, are You not ?
Thank you, no. | return by to-
morrow mol ning's train
All the entreatieS that warm hos
pitality could suggest were used to
induce him to accompany me. but
III vain, and having taken the di-
rection of the hotel, he saw me
seated on the seat of the Wagon.
and bade me good-by.
| think when Gerald took his
place beside me on the board which
formed the Wagon seat, felt some
thing the same sensations as would
have resulted from finding myself
/ perched upon the box beside my
fathers coachman. James.
We rode for some time in silence.
| resolutely staring forward at the
dry. dusty road. but at last the
kindly Voice broke the qtiet. as my
cousin said -
Are YOU tired. Amy p
looked round. How could |
have thought his face 4 common one
The proiuSe clusters Of waving light
/ hair made Il Thousand little crisp
curls over his high forehead. and his
large blue eyes were full of bright
animation. His smile showed a
sweet mouth. and unbroken rows of
white teeth. and the Sunburned tea-
lures. though large. were handsome
and regular. Having made this
/ mental inventory. and Indignantly
asked myself if | expected to meet
city dandies III a farmhouse, | was
all ready for chatting.
Tired ? How far have We got to
COZ
Ten miles The horses are tired
coming down i'll the heat of the day.
or we should go faster. You look
tired or sick. OF something. Such
white cheeks"
am never very rosy
Then the corner is the place for
YOU. All the girls here have cheeks
like pennies. You know how to
ride ?
Oh. yes. brought my habit and
hat
Your-
Riding dress.
Oh--yes-I--in fact. we don't
make any difference here. Some of
the girls have long calico skirt. but
mostly they jump on lust as they are.
Wen we have fine horses On our
place trained to the saddle. SO if Won
like to ride You can
He was very chattY now the ice
was broken. and made me so many
offers Of service. SO many promises
of pleasures to come. that his Here
we are " at the gate of winding
road, was rather an unpleasant an.
nouucement, than the relief ] had
expected il to be when started.
The house at whose door lie left me
standing. while he drove 10 the barn.
was small with little windows. and
a high. pointed roof. and hesitated
about knocking. He came back
while was standing there.
Not got in he cried. Come
this wayr
lie led me round the porca which
encircled the house. to a back door.
and into the kitchen. Here fast as
lcep III rocking chair, we found Il
middle-aged woman, whose striking
likeness to Gerald prepared me for
his
tilil0a. mUthcro
Mercy on me. Jerry, size said.
pecvishly, opening her eyes; don't
holier SO. amt deaf
Here's Amy, mother
Come round here, Amy. don't
want to get up, and my heads just
easy. You're younger than | am,
and can come to me-.
obeycd. and after looking al me
earnestly, she said, in soft, gentle
voice. entirely unlike her previous
tone -
just like what poor Amy was
when she went to the city to teach.
lIeigho Study and teaching kill
ed her Kiss me. dear, and then
take of your bonnet
Tea ready mother !! asked Ger.
aid, as | threw aside my travelling
cloak and bonnet.
No. Jerry: is il SiX'
Past six, nearly seven ; and I'm
hungry as hunter
Can YOU make a Johnny cake.
Amy 2 inquired my aunt, in the Ian.
guild drawl, which | afterwards
found was habitual to her.
/ ! No, ma'am l--can't cook
Can't. Why how old arc you,
child p
Seventeen
And can't make a Johnny cakc!
The idea seemed 80 rouse mp her
dormant energies. for She left the
rocking chair and began to move
about the kitchen. / was dusty.
tired. and heated with my long ride,
and, after few moments, venturcd
to ask if might go TO my room.
Jerry, take her traps 10 my room,
said his mother. You'll sleep with
me. A y ;-thcrc amt but two
sleeping rooms in the house, Jerrys
and mine"
followed Jerry to large, com.
lortably. though plainly furnished
room, and when he had deposited