Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1871-02-08

-'Boy 81 re giving! Don't shake 50
Keep yourself more against the tree, ,"Mr.
Rowley called down.
"AIl right. III DO it for Clara's saks,
ifit's possible; but If { snap"
Then I remembered thot he had called
me whipper-snapPer and SO did he, too
l think, and was sorry.
20, you'll keep up" he said. offering
me every encouragement 10 bis power.
"You're big boy for seventeen, and
I'm only nine stono ten-not a great weight.
I've seen people in circus do this kind
Of thing for hours, you know"
Ii was gross cxaggoration, and | felt
it to be one. | was getting faint also. l
had undertaken too much; and bis lam
guagc at times was still violent, as he eu-
deayored to extrieate his hand.
"If | should die, sir" l said feebly,
"will you please give my love TO Clara ?
Tell her did all could to bear up
and to bear you up. o dearl Did you
say nine stone ten2' s.a
i II did" sl i i1a afa.
II shoall have thought you had been
ninety" diurmercd. I'd.
"You'rc gving!r he roared again with
a vehemenee that revived me- "Kee up
a little longer my dear boy. Lean hear
them coming in the distance"
Il Which was another falshood but no
matter. Mr.. Rowley was not truthful
man. set myself firmly against the tree,
according to his instructions, but it was of
no avail. My heels, in few more minutes.
would slide gracefully away from me, l
was certain, and the guardian of my Clara
would be swinging about by one arm, like
an early Christian martyr. His blood
would be on my head, and so would he, if
he came down with bis whole weight
. perhaps armless--on the top of me.
keep up" be cried in great fright
now. "You shall see Clara when you like,
my boy. | will not say word against
the match any more. You're fine, strap
, ping, brave fellow, that you area young
Hercules !"
q HThank you Mr.. Rowley,"I I answered; /;
and his words did sustain me little, and
helped me to sustain him
i, But l was sliding slowly put surely,
from under his feet, when assistance ar
rived: meu with ladders, and saws, and
chisels and Clara too, wild with fright,
and with tears streaming down her cheeks.
a."O, my poor gardy!" she cried. 80.
you wicked Alpbonse it's all your dread
fal fault"
r This was the last feather on the camels
back. l fell forward, and a grand rush
Of the servants at Mr.. Rowlcy's legs only
saved the guardian from summary disIo-
cation on the spot. He was got down
with difficulty; and once down, he was not
grateful. ef Aa }@ H9''s
$ "A pretty fool you have made of me-"
he SAID to Clara, as he walked away rub
bing his wrist sand a pretty pair of fools
you and that boy are, too" ss4
t Still, after all, he was not so bad as l
r had expected to find him. He was man
, who kept his word, and for that l have
7 always respected old Rowley. Clara and
: saw each other in more rational man.
ner. went to the Hall once or twice
. she was at my house on my eighteenth
birthday. at a little party which my man.
ma absurdly called ',juvenilen in the in
!. yitations; and there Jack Edwards was
Q too attentive to Clara, and raised a jeal-
. Gus demon in my breast. H ai
| | went to London shortly afterward..
: Clara and | were to be engaged when l
E Ypassed," and if we were of the same
t mind, her guardian said, But we were
not. While | was walking the hospitals
!. fellow in the tallow-trade walked off
with Clara, and | do not think she resist
ed in the least
1t was an excellent match, though he
was forty-seven, and very stout. wens
down to the wedding, and returned thanks
: at the breakfast for the bridesmaids, one
of whom has promised to be mine when L
set up in business for myself
Fs taa s Riches. hsa