Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1871-09-28
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Ida S Lovers.
oh. ] loved in my youth LADY fair.
fot her azure cyc- and golden hair

t"i her azurc cyc- and golden hair
High and clear, the sweet tenor voice
rang out through the hracing, frosty
AIR. IL was an October morning the
WOODS were glorious in crimson and
gold. the fields were white with frost.
and the wind, cool and delicious. blew
gently from the west, CARRYING health
and strength 10 frames debilitated by
summers sultry heat.
Who Is that singing" called Ida
Miller, from the bows Of Chestnut
tree. TO her cousin Lou seated under
meath. gathering up the bright nuts as
they fell.
Il don't know its some fellow over
in the next field. He's good singer
hope he won't come along this way
Give that bough another shake. Ida,'
replied Lou.
Ida did so. and the nuts came down
in torrent. Deeply absorbed in gath
ering them into her baskets, Lou Mil
Ter did no; look up until her cousin
called out again. IN 4 half-frightcrcd
voice.
Lou, rs sure as you live, that fellow
Is coming directly towards Us he sees
the limbs shaking. suppose, and wants
some chestnu,s. He's young man.
in brown suit, with qua on his
shoulder. and Oh , so good-looking-'
Hush, hen hear YOU said Lou.
Come down. quick. before he get,
here
80, .vITrcn r-..-s.r tan Ecu
down, without climbing ali the way
back along TINS slender branch. I'm
going 10 hide IL the leaves until he
passes on.
'Oh. Ida, come down hell see YOU.
anyhow. and a pretty figure you'll cut.
perched up there like a squirrel come
down, quick coaxed Lou.
Il won't, l tell YOU: I've got "a Sc
cure resting-place. and I'm going to
remain here
Meanwhile the stranger approached
and saluted Lou Miller with 4 grace
ful bow and apleasant good morning.
which the lady returned as gracefully.
lie was wonderful ly good-looking
at least 50 thought little Ida Miller.
surveying him from her airy out look
A tall, erect form brown hair. glossy
and curling frank, laughing blue eyes
and handsome lips. adorned by
dIooping, light bro an moustache. Sur
ycving the branches overhead, his eyes
caught the little figure of Ida hid
among the leaves. Raising his rifle to
his shoulder, he said, laughing,
is that lawful game, or do Your laws
in this State forbid the shooting OF
such rare and beautiful birds?
Lou laughed.
Our laws forbid it, certainly she
replied.
Poor Ida was covered with confusion
when she found her self discovered;
and in endeayoring 10 change her posi-
ton. her feet slipped from the main
branch, and she only saved herself
from falling by grasping slender
branch with both hands. This bent
with her weight, and she found herself
swaying "between heaven and earth,
but fortunately only few feet from
earth. The young man caught her in
his arms. and deposited her safely on
solid ground. Between fright ana
shame, the poor girl was speechless;
she could only glance slyly at the
stranger. while hot bushes dyed her
face and neck.
The Young man regarded Ida's rosy
face with undisguised admiration.
Never, he thought, had he seen any
one half so lovely. Her short. curl
ing hair, black as jet, hung in pictur-
esque confusion over neck and fore
head her cheeks were red as June
roses; while the great brown eyes
above them were half filed with tears,
and the scarlet lips beneath parted in
a bewitching smile. Her small, but
round and graceful figure, was clad in
a coquettish walking-dress, revealing
feet and ankles Of exquisite mould and
fairy-like proportions. Lou broke the
embarrassing silence by bursting into a
ringing laugh, in which the Others
joined heartily.
You must not undertake climbing
again, my girl, or you will be certain
to break your neck, said Lou.
But the chestnuts-id only got one
branch shaken replied Ida ruefully.
We'll, we must let the squirrels have
them, l suppose
BY no means, ladies', said the
stranger. Il am a good climber, and
will gladly shake the tree for you, if
YOU wish it,
We would be much obliged to you,
but the trouble would be too great
No trouble at all, l assure you. he
said, taking off his coat and in a mo-
lneLt he was gliding up the tree with
the ease and agility Of a squirrel. The
bright nuts came rattling down like a
shower Of hail, and soon the ground
was almost covered. To gather them
up was work Of time, and l am afraid
the young man did but but little good
in filling the basket, for he kept up
such a continued conversation that
they gave but little attention to the
business on hand. And think that
little Ida almost lost her tender heart
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