Connecticut western news., 1872-09-27
LUNA,

The locomotive shrieked and the brakes rattIed. "Greenland, ladies'" said the polite conductor, collecting the bags, and helping us down to the platform. Our trunks were shot after us in the usual reckless railroad fashion, and the train moved on.
 I looked about. No ''icy mountains' rewarded the gaze, but pretty soon voice Scaled us to deliver" our checks, and we were aware of the presence of wagon and wagoner.
 "For Rye Beech ?" said we.
 "Yes'm."
 ''And do you go on to Boar's Head 2"
 "Can''s (concisely).
 "Ah, well, that is where we want to ge."
 So it befell that an hour later, as we stepped out of the wagon ill front of the Boar's Head House, with an uncomforta- ble consciousness of being eyed by long row of well-dressed people, who were studying our dusty habiliments with that calm scrutiny which is the portion of the newly arrived traveller at watering places, I was startled by sort of shrek A pair of fbraceleted arms with Tapping lace under sleeves were flung around my neck, and somebody began kissing me very hard in- deed.
 "Oh, you darling girl, is it really you To think of your turning up here Have you come to stay? What fun Why ece are here. Pa and Mrs. Lenox and Fred and little Phil and me and" The seu- tence ended in fresh volley of kisses.
 Of course by this time recognized the speaker. Nobody but Ethel Lenox could possibly have crowded and combined so many words and embraces into single breath. l was really glad. Ethel is one ot those fresh- hearted creatures who warns every body with whom they come in contact. She was a general iavorite at school: and though we hadn't met for two years, could see by this burst that she hadn't changed bit.
 A little later I didn't feel so shure. Tired as we were, we thought it necessary to make toilet for tea, if only to show those stuck-up people on the piazza that we had clothes winch were not dusty, and which puffed and ruffled and looped up bagged out and boasted as much trimming as their own. As we came down stairs, ma in front with her long black train and floating tarlatan cap strings, and Sue and 1 respectively in rose-color and pale green q don't know prettier dress for the sea- side than white grenadine over pale sea green silk, and so usefuI, Ethel passed us, leaning on the arm of gentleman. Then I noticed she was grown, and though not exactly pretty, had gained certain pictur- esque effect which took the place of pretti- ness. Her hair was always the most beautiful ever saw-pale, rippling brown l 4hok { l,r floor when she sat on a chair. The girls used to call her ''Lady Godiva," and insist on having exhibitions of it at bedtime but in school she habitually wore it rolled round her head and smothcred with net now it was in two immense heavy braids down her back, the ends tied with blue ribbons, and her white dress had blue sash and little touch of blue somewhere at the throat, which seemed to set of hc1 clear pale cheeks and brown eyes.
 "What an absurd fashion your friend dresses her hair in p remarked Sue, pass ing finger rather complaccntly over tht TOW of impossible pinned on ringlets whicl ornamented her own forehead. Sues hai behind was huge clispy mass, whicl lowered up from the napc of her neck ove the top of her head till it met and was los in the aforesaid fringe of ripglets. Mos et Sues hair comes out of green boxes il her top bureau drawer. I didn't make an, rejoiner to this remark of hers, for she is little sensitive en the point, and likes t, forget it comfortably whenever she can which seem to be good deal of the time
 But notwithstanding Ethel's long braid and increase of height and general improve ment, 1t was not quite easy to understant how she had contrivcd to capture tn superb-looking fellow on whose arm sh leaned. We women are apt to think tha handsome man must naturally be a tracted by beauty; and this was one c the handsomest men I ever saw-tall, dark brilliant, with that sort of manly affection ate lock which all women like to see Blu there could be no doubt of the captivatior l discovered it at once in hls eyes, in tn way he leaned toward her; and as fo Etbel, she held his arm with that indefin able air of possession which never come over girl till after the engaged ring is O her finger. 1 was sure there was a lC nance on foot, and bound to find it out After a day or two Ethel told me tn whole story. It was one evening whe "Jack' (Jack Hamilton, it seemed, wa the name of the hero) had gons to Bostol and we two were sitting alone on th rocks close to the twilight-tinted wave
 Here it is, and in her own words as nearl . as can remember them: