Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1873-01-17

had married Robert Trevor About this
thrill business7 Not trace Of il He has
grown very stout, and gets sleepy after din
ner and the children come and ask him for
money to buy gum-drops. His wife is a
most excellent person. | must not forget
to give her the pattern Of my breakfast jacket
Yet that might have been--yes ana 1
might have been borrowing breakfast jack
cts i'm spite Of opposition, or rather by dint
of IL, if the next tenant had not turned out
Mr.. Trevor think when we we're young
they come closer together We do not learn
that
It's well 10 be of with the old love
Before you are on with the new,
till later. Robert Trevor's star was waning,
waning it was getting to be bore to write
little clandestine notes hope by the way,
they are burnt yes, trust him for that men
always burn things,) when the golden planet
Murchison began to rise. Golden-haired
Arthur, with the kind blue eyes What
picture he was in the sleigh the first time |
saw him, with the wind blowing about his
long, yellow whiskers, and that blue COM
forter wrapped loosely about the throat
What is this Something, upon my word, a
little like thrill, comes with the recofec-
ton of that vision.
That was a brief episode. 1t served--as
the philosOphic historian would say who is
studying cause and effect in the rise and fall
Of nations--it served but to displace the dy-
nasty which previously held sway, aud to
make way for coming events.
A brief episode A few dances--ah but
he danced so we'll few drives-but mar
ried man How could Iallow it ; what could
l have been thinking Of? How rapidly we
hurried each other along on that intensely
exciting delicious, downward path, whose
end is-where? Luckily we brought up be-
fore long. The very violence Of that thing
was its own destruction 1t was once, only
once, that let him dare to say he loved ne.
How could /? how could dare to be there
in the greenhouse with him, and his little
wife waiting for him at home. But the put
ting it in words was like the touch that shat
tiers to atoms that glass thing-what do you
call it?-Prince Rupert's drop. fled
That was the time | went to New York for
three months.
That man is singularly III love with his
little wife He always was. He was al
that moment, on that very occasion, when he
was telling me in the greenhouse that was
an angel, or words to that effect. But We
were both of US in kind of whirl. Soon over
and ever since we are excellent friends. He
bore me no malice for suddenly disappearing
the next day, and since has thanked me fol
/ it. He is an excellent good fellow, with
lovely golden hair STILL but about as congena
, to me as that lamp-post yonder with snow
heaped in a knob on top of it. How it blows
and storms and RACES without The snow
, sweeps past in whirls; and sidewalk, stree
and track are lost in one blank sheet. Nobody
e passes Yes, here is woman. Her " hal
is white but not with years The snow i
1 deeply embarked on it.
Let me see, where am | In the history
5 of these apartments to let. Well, well thel
. there came gap before my hateful, wretch
: ed, miserable, agonizing engagement. Yesol'
}, rooms, there was indeed need to sweep an
v garnish. Something more than dance an,
e Irritation has passed within your walls
wringing of hands, and groans and sobs, tn
), dark agony Of suspense and waiting, tn
: cold, blank glare Of the CHASTITY truth at last
e However, had pretty good time tina
: season in New York. Yes, thank you,
u pretty good time. Here it is; the vacan
, heart is the Que that enjoys the passing inc
), ment. 1t is the beginning of these thing
&c that bears the charm. First sense Of pei
!. feet freedom, readiness to enjoy whateye
| comes uppermost, Just like child. That
l. the delight of visit to new place. n
n ghosts, no skeletons in the closet no unto
| ward theories about people. At home, whe
1. a man is introduced to you, even if you Sc
If him for the first time, you know all abOu
'e him; he was in the class with Smith hi
re grandmother had tendency to tell lies b
'r has been engaged twice, and Ellen Jone
y thinks he is coarse. But in strange place
when new partner asks you to dance--a
IS right you take him on his own merits b
to is an undiscovered country, to explore whic
Dt combines instruction with amusement.
re Thus stood before me, at my second part
g in New York, Augustus Ravenel, my fat
l. my destiny. Why did not see the Co
Of CONS head behind his close-cut hair an
lie soignees whiskers? Why did not hy-H
1t back even into the arms Of MurchlsOn, rattle
r than once set foot upon that path, the entranC
I'd to which was gay with flowers, but which lC
t. on, on, through frightful windings, ovo
ne stones to make bleed the feet, and which WI
to to leave me at last, faint and swooning
n lonely misery 1t was then, Charley, thi
f. you came to the rescue, dear, kind cousi
e. Why do say that do not love yon2
h. shall always love you intensely,
or If were to consult again my philosoph
I'd historian, he might perhaps point out to II
he that my recent little escapades in greenhous
r. with married men had demoralized ms
n- that degree, that did not have ordinal
st discrimination in entering upon this ne,
p phase Of my career Perhaps it is tru
1t, that, to drive from my thoughts the memol
nd of yellow hair and blue eyes, rushed rath