Litchfield enquirer., 1873-09-11

O1a CaAAOSo SOou-uuIuOE tO very SGaEGl0O one; and when she saw the inside of Kate's hand. and her rings, which had been turn ed round. she was really frightend.
 go, will you please to excuse me?'' said she, blushing; ''I ought to have known better; but you showed us round so vii lingly, and never thought of your not living here. Ididn't mean to be rude.
 ssOf course you did not, and you were not. I am very glad you said it. and glad you like me-" said Kate; and just then the party called the girl, and she hurried away, and I joined Kate ssThen you heard it all, said she. ''I think it was so nicei She was such an honest little thingliEI near. to. look for her when get home" ,-ss.r. ts s.
 could tell you scores of stories about our summer,-our days in the woods, our drives and rides and walks, and, best of all, our moonlight sails. We never went on the water alone, but business is not Deepheaven's chief characteristic, and We always found some one to take care of us Dear old Tom Kew we liked better than any one, and he told surprising sea stories and ghost stories, like story-book sailor We used to go out to the Light early in the afternoon, when it was not too hot, and sometimes fish of the rocks, nearly always being rewarded with excellent spec linens of that undesirable fish, the sculpin: or Mrs. Kew would relate with great sat isfaction some of her Vermont experiences. Then we would have an unreasonably good supper, and after that climb the lad der stairs to the lantern, to see the lamps lighted, and sit there awhile watching the ships and the sunset. Twice from the lighthouse we Saw yacht squadron out at sea, like flock of grand, white birds. Then we would come down, and row away in the twilight far out from land, where, with our faces turned from the Light, it seemed as shoreless; and as the darkness closed round us softly, Kate and would draw nearer to each other. Perhaps it would be moonrise, for we always tried to be on the water then. When it was late, we would take the oars again and go slowly in, under the stars, sometimes talking and singing and laughing, but oftenest silent
 We became, in the course of time, learned in all manner of .long-shore lore and even proftably employed ourselves, one October morning in going clam-dig- ging with old Ben Horn, a most fascina- ting ancient mariner.
 We soon had callers from the village, and, when we came away, there was hardly person whom we did not know, from the minister down. He, like all our best Deephaven friends, was old. I wonder at his staying there all his life, for he was an excellent scholar, and his sermons always good and often eloquent. We used to occupy the old Brandon pew, with great dignity. wish could tell you of half the queer people we knew. Deep haven seemed like one of the quiet little English seaside towns, more than anything else. 1t was not ill the least American There was no hustle, no manufactures, nobody seemed in the least hurry. The only foreigners were few stranded sailors. It used to be place of note, rich and busy, as the forsaken warehouses showed, and also the houses where the Brandons and Carews, the Mannings and Chentreys, lived. There were scarcely any new build ings, and the men near the shore go out ward in boats, and inland in fish-wagons, and sometimes mackerel and halibut fish ing i'll schooners, for the city markets. Back from the village they are farmers, and we knew very few of them, but we were friends with all the fishing people, even old Donnell, who lived an apparently desolate life by himself in a hut, and was reputad to have been a blood-thirsty pi- rate in his youth, and was consequently greatly feared by all the children, and for misdemeanors in his latter days avoid ed generally.
 There were bhe Vibberts, who occupied apartments in one of the old warehouses; The mother and all the five children were seriously cross-eyed, and we rarely called upon them on that account! Madam Vib- bert was of Dutch descent. and they all talked bewildering lingo in consequence. You could not go dozen yards without seeing one of the dirty children, and something was always happening to them. One day, the next one would get scalded, and the next one would get adrift in a leaky boat, or fall off high rock and be taken up for dead. They were continually disappearing for days together and the anx- ious mother would make a tour of the village in quest of them, resting long and lunching often in the kitchens. The young Vibherka were very eonsiderate about putting their parents to the ex- pense of funeral; and when you heard of some narrowing accident, the victim was always at your door next morning for something to eat. for you never saw one of them who had had any breakfast for fortnight. Kate overheard child say it was her birthday once, and VIC requested her and another small. ight-haired girl in red calico to leave their games in the sand, and took them up to the principal grocery to give them a great faring of candy and peanuts. They must have said something about it, for Lucinda Vibbert, for one, had six birthdays that summer. Mrs. Kew spent two or three days with us once, when there was conference. |" We also took two ministers and their wives, and entertained them to the best of our ability. Bridget gave us astonish- ing dinners. stFor. said she, ''Miss Elinor, saw them coming up the road, and they looking that worn and hungry after the meeting that my heart sunk for them. " Kate and talked theology and books with the clergymen. talked about house. keeping and the fashions, and got Gre ceipts" from Bridget for the wives, and went faithfully to ''meeting." They seem- ed to have good time with us, and were very pleasant people. .-+e~sa -
 I cannot help thinking what 8 capital foundation the Brandon House would be for story. lhave no material wherewith to concOct an account of love-affair, but might have been making your hair stand on end all this time with some legend, and Miss Honora Carew's reminis- ceaces would be charming if could only tell them as she does. Perhaps unwisely, I wished to tell about Kate Lancaster and myself, and you would not have be- heved it if said we saw ghost or had some remark kable experience withIevery-day people Is it not most probable that the frxr<, .t1 Eop, 0VA1 kHo ant people and were; very happy indeed, and that nothing in particular happened ?
 It is related that when Miss Anna Dick inson was about to deliver her lecture on s.Joan D'Arc" in a small western town, it yvaa considered nacnaaarv that aho shon1d