Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1872-03-28
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little save steam. and combination of
Mondavish odors:' say YOU. oh faithful
reader, who. having conscientiou.Iy
PAID your subscription and filed your re-
ceipi, seek {" CLEAN from these pagcs in
sruction and amusement:
DIdst ever pass on the winiward side
OF pearl oyster. Just ready for the knife
sfthe seeker Of hid treasures:
No.
ihrh YOU may tail 10 appreciate the
TACT that Your has,y decision is by nn
means based upon logical cour.e OF
reasoning
carrie Allen would have agreed with
you thoush. a. on sultry morning in
ouiE, -he toiled over awash-tub under
great apple tree in the back ward Her
pump arms suffered little bv contrast
Win me -oapN ioam which she so vipor-
onsIE conJured up, until il rose nearly TO
ieVel with the top OF her tub, and the
ciearncss OF her complexion proved that
sue hau Oeen reared IN family where
the pork-barrel was not the Alpha and
Omega Of dictetics.
boty washers and Universal wrinpcrs
were deemed useless waste of money
oS Farmer Allen, whose mother and
grandmother had never used them, and
hence they found no place in his house
hold
The line iull of hali-dried garments.
apl .lhl,ifh6,n basketbv her .lde. DORA
witness TO the industry of the girl vhe.
as she gave the last twist 10 a snowy
ccunterpane and turned 10 place Il
among its fellows, was surprised 10 find
stranger regarding her movements.
His sion upnn th,, vot,.o,
old farm yard, had been 80 light as 10
render her unconscious of his approach.
and her color heightened a., removing
his broad-brimmcd straw hat. he said:
Il beg your pardon, Miss, am in
search ola trout--tream, which was
told at tho station lay somewhere in this
direction; may trouble YOU tor some
Information in regard To it:'
The little stream among the hazels
Wonder must be the one. think re
pliee she in a courteous tone, glanciny
toward a belt OF dark green, that skirted
the further sides OF a meadow, behind
the farm buildings; my brother some
times fishes in it further up the glen;
trout seldom come down so far as this.
y college chnm OF mine used 10 live
somewhere in this neighborhood, he
'SsA'A ~s' offoANhsis ites ahAAOus ~
pursue his piscatorial adventure, than to
continue the conversation; Il should be
glad if YOU could tell me whether Har-
vey Allen is about home
He is, SIR said sh smiling: Harvey
Allen is my brother. He is at work
newhere about the farm
Johnnie, Johnnie! she called to a LITTLE.
fellow. who was approaching from the
direction Of IN. harm With h,ts
palmleaf filled To overlooking with eggs.
where are they working this forenoon?
'Cradlin' up on the hill lot, answered
the youngster, scratching the turf with
the toes OF one bare foot, while I,oised
npon the other. he viewed the elegant
fishing-rod of the stranger with open.
mouthed admiration.
Go up and tell Harrey that gentle
man wishes to see him John moved
| at a slow pace toward the house, casting
every now and then glance at that
wonderful fishing rod IIurrying back
as soon as he had emptied his hat, he
began: Now sis, par is awful busy, and
can show the man where he can catch
| more fish than Harv. can know where
there is some reg lar busters
The stranger laughed.
Carrie blushed at Johnie's ill.timed
| remark, and bade him 90 for his brother
At once.
Seeing that she was in earnest, he
started off at brisk pace, not even look
ing back until he reached the first fence.
'Ifyou will step into the house, sir,
NY brother will be here very oon, said
she, unpinning her sleeves, and rolling
them down as she spoke.
| with ynur parvutso;a, ,b>n -,;Ii
vait for him here he replied, seating
himself upon the tongue ofa wagon
drawn in front of corn-crib.
| PRAY do not let me disturb Won in the
hast.'
Then ! will 20 on with my washing
snd take you at your word, was her
pleasant rejoinder, as she turned to her
tub and resumed her task.
George Merrill watched and wonder
ed.
Here was simple country girl, as
much At her ease, beside her wash tub
IN her fathers yard, as though he had
been thousand miles distant, instead
Of noting every turn of her nimble fin.
gers. To be sure she was Aliens sister,
and Allen had plenty Of good sense and
genuine manliness about him; but then
the young women whom he had known
had not the strength even if they had
been inclined, to rush washing in that
fashion. What would either of his three
butterfly sisters say to such tax upon
her vitality, supposing her pride would
pe,mit her to attempt II? lie had heard
his mother boast Ofsuch feats performed
in her girlhOed. before her removal TO the
city and her marriage to the rising young
lawyer, but had always regarded them
as somewhat apOcryphal. How neat
looking this maiden was, too, with the
large apron over her pretty calico, and
close fitting button boots. His reverv
va. interrupted by the CHEEKY voice OF
his friend.
Well, well, old boy; what lucky wind
blew you in this direction? ''
hardly luck though, either, since 1t
stranded you In the backward.
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