The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1873-12-18
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that shapes our ends, and against which it
Is Of very little use to contend, it you'd be
tue odd and apparently unaccouutable
freaks that now and then take possession of
man, and lead bin to do something al
together contrary 10 his habits of life II
the case Of a nan Of leisure, whose inclina
ton naturally forms bis habits, you nigh.
easily suppose them contrary to his inclina
ton as vel. 1t was freak OF this kind
which led Waiter Phelps to refuse 10 Join
family party, consisting Of his own mother
and sisters, his younger brother, John, and
his cousin. Miss Margaret Sturgeis, With
her mnidsn aunt. They were to make the
tour OF the Northern lakes, and to settle
down for few weeks in the Lake Superior
region, returning in time for the grand eli
macterIc a. Saratoga, and the parting glo-
res OF the season at Newport
He wanted a little outing quite TO him
self, tie said, and said it as one who was Ia
earnest Il was something new for him
lie was one Of the men fond Of being en-
terttlnod, aud accustomed to oe made much
On fond, too, Of his own womankind, and
usually quite - be relied on for escort duty.
Ills mother and sister. had demonstrated
at drst, but he told them that with Johnip
attendance they surely would not need him.
AMI Miss Margaret stursis his cousin
maintained that he was quite right. So
they had started for the Northwest. and he
for the Northeast, at about the same time
lie mad provided himself with the multitu-
d'ous equipment of an angler, and already
he had 'topped in two or three different
small villages in New Hampshire, failing 20
Tar to tihd spot which the trout and he
were agreed in approving.
At last one evening, he was staging it
through the beautiful Pemigewassot Valley,
Hhd watching the sunset glory upon the
hi.is and over the tranquil river. They
wore jus. entering little village, and he
turned lis eyes by chance-sti!l destiny,
you see, was playing him as If he had bean
pawn on chess board-away from TIA,
river CRIMSON with sunset, to notice on the
other side picturesque old house among
the trcss. As they came opposite the door,
he saw standing in it girl, whose lovely,
piqusnt face flashed on his sight for mo
ment, and then vanished, as the stage dr
yer, after the manner Of his tribe, whipped
;p his tired horses into Wild spasn, Of de
spairing energy in order to driy. up in state
TO the dots. Mr.. Phelps had meant only
8 tFsni tie night in this little village of
Riverside but It Logan 10 LOOK 10 him Ike
good trout region. When he was shown
into large comfortable chamber overlook
ing the river, his conviction strengthened
and BY the time he had oaten Lis neatly
served, vol cooked supper, lie Was sure
that the trout iid not come there il was
60 mach the worss for tie traus
soft summer mooa was rising SIS he
went out Gu the piazza, and lie ssro.led
away IN tie tempting summer night, and
"ent-but this was Of get purpose and net
at all to be Sc. down to the account of Des-
aty-toward the house where he had seen
the VISION Of fresh, young loYelne.. in the
door way. 1t was picturesque old place,
square house, the roof shopping up Oh
each side toward a square erection, which
was sort q large sized cupola. The trees
that overshadowcl tits New England home
wore old ami stately enough for or English
park-haughty looking trees, though thev
tA'onged to plain New England people.
use that word belonged, as if it were not
Inockery 70 talk Of transient wayfarers on
this planet 40 owning the solid earth the
waiting hills, the whispering trscs, that
were here long before they came that Will
10 he-e, glowing in the warmth and light
Of each days sunshine, long after these
brief scjourner. are dust. Shall property
mock its possessor with its own permGnen-
cs' There is only one Proprietor, because
only one who can outiast his possessions !;
md when David said, The earth is the
Lords Ls understood the secre: Of owner
ship.
But Walter Phelps was not Of .pecula
tive tLrn Of mind he only thought Of the
trees Us indicating an old estate "Some
Of our stout New England yeomanY," he
unused, who may very likely have lived
here for generations The old house seems
almost as strong as the land 1t is built on
but the girl looked like on exotic She
must he worth knowing, if one could only
find out way. But she is not the girl
nor are such people as live here the people,
70 permit any impertinent familiarity
just then Destiny took up the cards
again. and shufflcd them for him.
a horse came tearing along the cosntry
road At frightful pace, it took only u
glance to show the locker on that I've was
running away. The vshecc, sort of Dr. 5
sulkv, wa, swaying from side to side, and its
occupant had evidently lost all control of the
excited hor.a. Mr.. Phelps glanced round
\ few rods in front of him the road turned
suddenly aud sharply, and unless the amin.
had sense enough to turn with il, there was
nothing to prevent him from dashins every
thing to pieces against solid stone wall.
ihere was no lack pluck or muscle abont
Walter Phelps. He had been stroke oar
OF his boats crew in cGllegs-he had re,
served force enough, and knew how anu
where to use 10. He walked lesurely to.
ward the horse, with an air as listless ant
Ieyagse =. If he were in ballroom and
su i ,uly he caught the bit with grip Ike
steel, and the a.stonishei animal stood il
the highway, much surprised, no doubt, a.
,Lis interruption to his high-foot.d proceed
inSs.
Much obliged, I'm sure" came a voics
from the interior of the carriage
AZ had been calculating the proba
biities, and had abou, concluded that un
le.. should be saved BY miracle, it woulc
take better surgeon than am myself t,
&c. my bones. II you'll held this blood
aud thunder quairuped moment more