The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1872-07-25
HARRY GRAY's ADVENTURE.
BY HELENA DIXON.

Harry Gray was blowing away on the
last land of twenty-acre lot, and
feeling very comfortable over the thought
that his spring blowing was almost done,
when he saw his neighbor, Mark Trow
bridge, driving slowly past, IN company
with his wife, who was seldom to be seen
away from home.
Hang me. if | don't run over and
see Lucy said Harry, as he hit his
horses smart cut with the whip, to hur-
ry them to the end of the bout, "They
are going to town. and will be gone three
hours, at least, by the way old Mark
drives. can stay two hours and half
with Lucy, and get back again before
they come home.
And the young man hitched his team
to the fence, over which be bounded and
walked away to the house in double
quick, as though every minute now was
doubly precious.
He was almost out of breath when he
entered the house, which caused his
mother to inquire rather anxiously what
was the matter. Without needing her
question he pulled Of his brogans, leaving
them lying in the middle of the room-a
thing his wondering mother was sure she
had never seen him do before Then be
surprised his mother still more by run
ming or rather leaplng up stairs, three
steps at time. to his own room. Here
he pulled OH a pair of calfskin boots,
took off his blue frock, and substituted
therefor white linen coat.
1t was raw day In April, and farmer
Trowbridge, when he started for town,
put on his oyercoat Bat Harry blood
was at fever heat, and He imagined
that the linen coat and straw hat would
be just the thing. After filling his pock-
cts with chestnuts wherewlth to bride
Eddie Trow bridge into secresy, he stole
to his sister S room, and emptying the
contents of her cologne bottle into his
own hands, applied i without stint to his
hair and handkerchief Then seeing a
scarlet ribbon on the table, he appropria-
ted 1t for a necktie, gave himself an ap-
proving glance in the mirror, dashed
down stairs, slammed the front door be-
hind him, and was gone.
What in the world is Harry up to,
now" exclaimed Mrs. Grey. in wonder,
as she paused from her work to watch
the fast receding figure of her son.
:" He is going to see-Lucy Trow bridge,
| guess replied Harry's sister, a de-
mure little damsel who was busy iron
ing. You know, mother, that her ia
ther and mother have gone away. Won't
there be scene, though, if they get
home before Harry leavesl
Your brother is the biggest simple
ton know of, exclaimed Mrs Grey
with spirit. There's Clara Reamer.
just as good-looking and smart as Lucy,
and she thinks the world and all of Har.
~, and her folks are always inviting him
over while Lucy s father, wont even let
him look at her if he can help it.
Lucy is worth dozen sch rattle
brains as Clara, said her daughter,
land do believe Mr.. Trowbridge had
rather have Lucy marry Harry than any,
one else. But he thinks a girl should
never think of a lover until she is a hor-
rid old maid, and too ugly to get ONE
He keeps Lucy as close under his eve as
though she was baby instead of a
grown-up woman. [ declare if were in
her place now I'd elope the first dark
night. But | believe Lucy would see
Harry married to Clary Beamer, and
pine away to shadow about it, before
she would do that"
Lucy Trowbridge had taken her seat
by the window, where she sat quietly
sewing, until the buggy containing her
parents was out of sight, then she threw
down her work and stood gazing for a
few moments down the pleasant road
along which they had disappeared.
Then she brushed her hair till it shown
like satin. and fastened knot of blue
ribbon among the braids, after doing
which, she resumed her seat and work,
Did she expect that Harry Grey would
come? He had not been in her stern
father S house for year, she had not
spoken with him In month, though she
could see him at his work in his fields
beyond her fathers meadow almost every
day. Her father, she knew, would be
angry if be visited her, and it should
come to his knowledge. and vet she
hoped he would come. Lucy was not
long kept in uncertainty, for Harry was
soon coming up the lane, followed close
ly by Eddie, with his fat hands full OF
chestnuts.
The young mans pants we're tucked
In his boots, and the wind was flaming
the skirts of his coat about numerically,
while the straw hat was only kept in It's
place by the owners hand.
Lucy wondered what freaks had
brought her lover out in summer apparel
when nature had not put so much on a,
leaf of hers
Harry tossed his hat onto the floor,
aud sat down before the glowing fire,
stretching out his hands oyer the blaze,
Approximately. for to tell the truth he
felt rather chilly than otherwise, while
Lucy sat down by the window to watch
the road lest some mishap should brine
her parents home prematurely. and Ed
die took possession of the rocking chair
where, with the cat purring in his lap
he amused himself ~ watching the youns
people. and occasionly throwing a chest
nut at Harry's nose. which happened t.
be a prominent feature. Harry. o
course, wanted to talk of love, but how
could he with that urchins eye 6xeG