St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1870-06-03

the next TO the last new minister ha
married Sue Syllabuh. Everybody drcs.
ed up and called on every one else t
talk il over.
''Is thc child crazy !''a-ked Mrs. Ger
cral Sampson of Mrs. Judge Jewett, i
her most Impressive manner. $50 lhro,
herself away on a farmer, 1t is true til
Bridges are not wealthy, but they are on
Of cur oldest families :; and Laura, wit
her c,nnectionS, her fine education, he
agreeable, lady-like manners and prett
face, might have married into the yer
first circles. George Ledcll was extreme
iy attentive to her last year, before sh
went off teaching that miserable district
school, and became infatuated with thi
coarse farmer"
Then Mrs. Judge Jewett took up tn
refrain ''She will be obliged to worl
like a galley y-Slavc-tarmers' wives al
ways do, Think of Laura making but
Ter and cheese, app!e-sauce, soft soap
sausages, mopplng, eating with hire,
men, living On salt pork :" And Mrs
Jewett shuddercd at the dreadful picture
imagination thus presented of Il farmers
wife.
"Oh, its truly dreadful - said Mrs
General Sampson.
"Nhe can't endure it," said Mrs jew.
EFT.
''Shc'll break down under it," SAID
Mrs. Sampson.
''She won't live long" said Mrs jew
EFT.
Meantime ihc victims. ''uncun, inus of
!hzlr d'om," Were jn@g'ng along in a
state OF perfect happiness and intltua-
lion. They were driving out 10 Jack
son farm 10 inspect their future home.
1t WAS u cloud Y. bleak Marcia dav. the
roads muddy, the grass nut YET turned
gic.m. People who met uu ,j.e street.
added, "A di>agrt,ablc day" to their
"Good-aticInuon But Lance aud Lau-
RI found it an uucommunly uica dav.
| think they !abnrcd uLlcr the Imprc--
>lon that rose, were blooming and bob
ollmks warb!irg all along the road. The
summer OF youth and love III their hearts
cat it~ glamour on all the world out
r.
The old jackson farmhouse certainly
nee led 10 be looked at through Il giam-
our. II ever Il huG>. lid. 1t was Il story
,:.d . half Lou-c, the paint worn OFT, no
"iind-, Tia ic"ce, poor at bet. now de-
hlHiatrd, "a solitary s:raggy lilac repre-
,tnIing the >:,uBberv
There i always something slightly
pathetic in these same scraggv Gllcs and
flow cring almonds, one 50 often see,
,;ru4gin. tor lite in thr otherwise dreary
waste OF a farmers front yard Some
woman once had heart to Try and re-
deem within her power the dc>olate bar
rrnmcSs "t her Surroundings
Poor Mrs. jackson set out that lilac
when ehc was yaui.- and hopeful. aud
sill expected something OF life; before
Jack>ons har~h, narrow >kin-iiiHfednc>,
ruo': al the heart o'.; CT her, and made
h.r til. Lr"k, spirited drudge. who
WORKED "n ike a trcaG-mil horse ill
"nc day she droppcd INTO her crave, and
there. let u~ hopt, found rest. Then
Jackson, finding Il hou>tkcrper expensive,
sold out, aud went to live with his son
out west, where lie could get twenty per
rent, for his money on fir; mortgage
A. much Ot heaven a. his mcagrc soul
wa capable oi approaching.
And now another young couple were
coming here To try that difficult expert
nent We cal Llie-the experiment whose
success there are So many OF Us would
Iladly Try over again, with the dear
bought experience that comes of failure.
Would Lance degenerate into a mere
money-makin- machinc-a '.kcep-what-
ou-@et-amd gct-what-you-can" sort OF
man like Jackson! Would the leht.
aud hope, and love fade out of Laura's
eyes in the years TO come, leaving her
another Mrs. jackson! Certainly, the
t-sociatiprs Of the new home were not
% inspire very cheerful ideas
Of Il farmers life.
Fortunately, Laura was one of those
happy people who lock out on lie
through ro-e-coiored spec;acles. 50 she
immediately f.il ~ seeing the bright side
4 the Jacks III house. Ii scarcely rath-
.r di>maycd 1t the tnrlurm a-p,c! ,,l things,
yet the native energy of her character
rose up strong within her to meet the
Old Dcbbic, Mrs. BriIuc',
washer-woman, used TO say, ''Laury's all
-rlt. Folks say it doi.'t take but a small
-kin 10 hold Il deal OF syuua, and has
true of l-aury, any how" ;rAc possessed
4 latent resolution, n power If endurance
hardly to be expected from her frail, del
cate appearance.
This doesn't look like a very suila-
Die place for you, Laura" said Lance, as
he swung her lightly down to terra firma
in his strong hands.
"An original conundrum strikes me.
Ltnce. Why are you and l unlike Al
sander the Great! Because he sighed
i,r other worlds TO conquer, and we don't
need to. Iais will furnish scope for all
,ur energies at present. 1t does look
iIIapidated enough. However, l am
thankful it stands upon a hill. like to
view the landscape o er.' F."
sly cutting away those forlorn hem
locks we snail get Il view of the river
and mountains beyond, picturesque
enough 10 satisfy even you. It's very
pleasant here in summer, little as you
would think it now"
Inside the house was more dreary
'tlIl. The papers looked all the more
iin@y and faded from ha>i g been origi-
naiiy ot gaudy and tiaunting designs
and cnlors. Ochre-yelow being dura-
be coio:, not often requiring renewal,
every room bat the parlor was painted
that hue. THe ceilings reoembled the
works OF the old masters in that they