Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-10-16

~ allcF htI alfN Euthfs iNafiht HNi NN'@
rades far behind. Some tender-hearted
spirit surely lei that butterfly, for !, new
er wandered far away, but aoateJ ,ioadi-
" before the girl, till It came at last to
wild rOsc-bush. full Of delicate blossoms.
Above it q cloud Of yellow butterflies
were dancing in the sun and from among
them one few to meet aud welcom the new
conner. Together they auittrd round the
rosy flowers Tor a moment. then rose in
graceful circles, till they vanished in the
wood.
Rose followed them with eyes that
slowly dimned with happy tears, for the
innocent soul accepted the omen and be-
loved it greatfully.
"He will come," she said softly to her.
self, as she fastened knot Of wild rose in
her bosom and sat down to rest AMI wait.
Tired out little girl?" asked Uncle
Ben, coming up at a great pace, rather
amazed at this sudden burst of energy, but
glad to see it,
"No, indeed! 1t was lovely" and
Rose looked up with brighter face thau
she had worn for weeks.
Upon my word, | think we have hit
upon the right thing at last said Uncle
Ben, aside, to Mily. "What have you
been doing to get such a look as that ?" he
added, aloud.
"Chasing butterflies" was all the an
swer Rose gave, for she could not tell the
foolish little fancy that had comfortcd her
50 much.
Then, my dear, beg you will devote
Yourself to that amusement. | never
heard it recommended, but it seems to be
immensely beneficial so keep itu?, Rosy,
keep it up"
II will, SIR" and on went Rose, as il
in search of another one.
Fol an hour or two she strolled along
the woody road, gathering red raspberres,
with the dew still on them, garanding hel
hat with fragrant Linnea wreaths watch
ing the brown brooks 90 singing away III
to the forest, and wishing the little wooC
creatures good morrow, as they went fear
lessly to and fro, busy with their sylvan
housekeeping AT every turn of the roaC
Roses wistfu eyes looked forward, as i
7 hoping to see some much desired figure ap
preaching. At every sound Of steps sht
lifted her head like deer, listening ant
watching till the stranger had gone by
and down every green vista she sent long
ing locks. as if memory recalled happ,
hours in green nooks like these.
Presently the road wound over bridge
below which flowed a wide, fmooth river
Il hecked with alternate sun and shadow.
. "How beautiful it is I must aoa
down this stream little way. 1t is get
u ting warm and | am tired, yet don't wan
to stop or turn back yet" said Rose ad
ding. as her quick eye roved to and fro
81 see a boat down there, and lazy ma
, reading. I'll hire or borrow it: so com
U on"
. Away she went into the meadow, an
. accosting the countrymau, who lay in til
. shade, she made her request.
81 get WY livin' in summer by rowi'
= folks down to the Falls. 1t amt fur Wi
: you 60 Miss ?" he said, smiling all Owe
' his brown face, as he regarded the prett
" vision that so suddenly appeared besid
. him.
= Rose accepted the proposition at once
:. but half regretting it minute after, fo
' as the man rose she saw that he had
" wooden leg.
Y I'm afraid we shall be too heavy
y load for you," she began, as he stumpe
" about, preparing his boat.
t, The young fellow laughed and square
III his broad shoulders, with a quick looI
1t that thanked her for the pitiful, glance Il
'e gave him. as he answered, in bluff goo
le natured tone:
"Don't be afraid. | could row doz'
ll of you. | look rather the worse for veal
,e out my old mother thinks Pm about Il
p strongest man in the state. Now, the
le give us your hand, Miss, and there "
s. are"
). With that he helped her in. The OF
p ers obediently followed their capricio
k leader, and in moment they were foa
~ ing down the river with fresh wind COZ
ing their hot faces.
to ~ ou have been in the army, | take it
n. began Uncle Ben, in his social way, as
w watched the man pulling with long ca,
hs strokes
he pretty nigh through the war, 81
It's with nod and a glance at the wood
1t. leg.
a. Uncle Ben lifted his hat, and Rose tu
,e. ed with sudden interest from far.
m. bend of the river to the honest face bef