The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1873-02-27
IDAHO WORLD.
PAUL HAMproN's GOOD FORTUNE
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rich like the family at Hill Lodge, ana
that napa could drive to town every day
in his carriage as Mr.. Rivers does!and
there's Julian, too, only your age, rides
q horse now-he might have given you
his little pony, it was very mean TO
sell it."
.aSister, let us be thankful that our
father is able to walk, and not crippled
like Mr.. Rivers; but do you believe that
+ who am taller than Julian, would ride
that little poney? A pretty figure l
should cut with my long legs almost
touching the ground"
"Ah. but sometimes cannot help
wishing we were rich," and Dora Hamp-
ton sighed, as she glanced down at her
faded calico dress. 49,,
"Havc courage and patience, little
Sis; hope soon to get place and earn
some money, then, when | grow to be a
man, YOU are to be my little housekeep-
err But here comes Julian, riding at q
full gallop down the hill; what brings
him, | wonder, for we have not been
yerv good friends of later
Halo, therew cried Julian. Hold
nv horse while l come in for few
minutes Again he repeated the sum
mons in a louder tone.
"Who are you calling to, Master
Rivers
"To you, of course; you don't keep a
groom, | guess
1--WE do not, sir, neither am one; 50
when you condescend to ride down into
the valley, attend to your horse your
SELF"
Dora watched Julian as he alighted
and tied his horse to the garden gate.
He was handsomely dressed in velvet
suit, with riding gloves, and dainty, lit
tie, well-ftting boots; but he looked
pale and sickly, for his appetite was
pampered with rich, unwholesome food,
and he was allowed to sit up until all
hours of the night. Then she glanced
toward her brother. What a contrast
With his dark, handsome eyes and no
bic brow and cheek, Drowned by expos
ure to the sun: even those coarse, home
made garments looked we'll upon his
erect figure. "I'll never wish for rich
es any more" thought Dora.
"Pnf, puff exclaimed Julian as he
entered: how smothering it is in this
little room, with its low ceiling! Oh,
Dora, did not see YOU in that dark
corner"
"Look you, sir!' cried Paul, indig
nantly, this is my fathers dwelling,
and as such, is sacred in my eyes. Stay
without in future, and do not come here
to insult u.s."
Excuse me, Paul, for really didn't
intend to offend you," and Julian held
out his hand 4 came to ask if YOU
would go to town with me; | want new
riding whip and no end of things"
Not in the dusty highway at your
horses heels; but if you walk there by
the meadow, and through the little wood,
/ don't object, for | have some crrands
in town for mother"
agreed, then; may | put up my
horse somewhere till we return?
eyes, in the old barn; there is plenty
of straw and he will be quite safe there. 7
III assist you now, Julian, and any time
when you treat me as your equal, and
drop putting on airs"
"All right, Paul. But what shall |
bring you from town, Dora?' and Julian {
ratified handful of silver dollars in his
pocket.
Nothing, thank you" Dora Hamp {
ton was not whit less proud than her ;
brother.
The two boys followed the narrow
footpath through the meadow, though
almost hidden from their sight by the
long, waving grass, Paul sometimes
stopping to gather few wild flowers,
for the garden at Dale Cottage was not
rich in floral ornaments. They did not
wait to 60 round by the old bridge which '
gpanned the little stream half a mile
away, but drawing off their shoes and
stockings, waded through the water
sitting awhile to rest on the other side,
and planning a fishing excursion for i
future day. Beyond the stream lay the {
little wood, and there Paul gathered the {
wild honeysuckle and the delicate fern |
70 add to his bouquet, hiding it beneath {
The PUSHES at the waters edge until +
their return. S
The pleasant, shady wood was pass {
I'd, a winding lane succeeded, from t
whence the church spires and lofty build.
ngs OF town were visible. The two r