Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1867-01-16
aMish YOU'D show me tO.morrow how

to do EN-"
a will tonight"
"No l should forgit em all by that
time and we're g'wihe to play fox and
geese now"
''G'acine to ?" and the boys had caught
Howard again.
Mr.. Hunter had been looking over the
news for half an hour and then handed
Robbie the paper he wasn't a ready
reader and it tired him Robbie read
aloud till the clock struck eight; by that
time the boys had got SO noisy over their
slate that their father sent them to bed
when there was slight Improvement, for
the noise, if not lessened, was farther off,
" "Well, put up your paper Robbie; it's
bed time, and like as not we'll be routed
by the stage-folks afore mornin'. Its
we'll old Jake's turn comes to night for
he's the best driver they've got on the
road" ,ee
"It's dark as pocket, father, but it
don't rain any nOw," said Robbie, pres
sing his face against the. window and
looking out of-doors. lie coughed hard
as he came to the fire again, and his moth
er said, "Get your feet hot, Robbie, and
III fix something for your cold"
'I've thought so much today about
my brother Robert" said Mrs. Hunter to
her husband. as she stood by the stove
stirring the cordial for Robbie "if |
could only bnow for certainty whether
he was living or dead, it would he great
relief"
/ He'll turn up, some day, seeif he don't
and come IN here when you least suspect
him It's as hard to kill one O them sal
! loys as it is an arctic seal.
"Did you ever kill seal, father7" and
Robbie half forgot his cold.
mo, but I've seen lots O fcllers that
have, n'they say that after you've killed
'em, or think you have, and skinned 'em,
or think you have, and skinned EN- and
took off their fat that they'll kick and
bite with vengeance"
why, father" said Mrs. Hunter with
a smile chats a real hunters story"
"That's my name" returned the story
teller, andif you don't find what tell
you in Nat'ral History thcni'll give up "
Robbie stepped up to a swing shelf in
the father end of the room which held
the library, and taking down the volume
alluded to-which was shaggy dogs
cared book, because the children had fam
bled it through 80 many times for its pic
tures-turned to the description of seals
and confirmed his father words. "Oh,
hear this" he said, looking on little
further, and he read:--''The natives Of
Iceland believe them to be the offspring
Of Pharoah and his host, who were con.
: vcrtcd into seals on their being over
whelmcd 10 the red sea"
"Now, Robbie put up the book-it''
time you were abcd, land then TAX e this,
said his mother, taking up his cough med
icine. "Ill hold the light" and Mrs
Hunter held the curtain aside that huns
before the ladder upon which they wen
up stairs.
: "Better put light in the winder, moth
r er; it cheers body right smart such
/, time as this" said Mr. Hunter, getting
, the boot.jack to draw off his boots.
e And light was left in the window
e At l2. o'clock load of stage passenger
: looked out and saw it glimmering with a
9 much Joy as the sailor who secs his guid
e ing star after it has been hid by tn
s clouds.
o "Sam Hunters left light for us
t bless him fort" and Jake gave the pecu
f liar whistle or call of the stage-driver-
a sound unlike anything made by bird Q
beast.
n Don't git up till ] see what's th
: trouble" said Hunter to his wife, spring
J, ing out of sound sleep and out Of be
!, atthe same instant "Ixpected this a
y along,"-apd very soon he was dressed
s and with lantern on his way to the CO..
i duroy bridge, a quarter of a mile distan
a "Fetch on some speeks," halloed Jak
" onS \; s,lcs were needed and strong arm
.. 10 use them. There lay the stage owe
turned and there stood the passengers
N the mud, all uneasy and impatient, VIII
o. Jake and the horses looked on undistur
e. ed they had seen the like before.
,g "Bridge ahead worse nor this here
gs said Jake to Mr.. Hunter as they We
righting up the vehicle.
ed "Ycs, turn in to my house till moi
ing" was Mr.. Hunters hospitable inyl
rst ton. He
We There were Eve passengers lac
I'M a.os0od In manning. who was going on