The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1873-02-19

And Houghton, turning TO his school
without word Of comment on the
scene, commenced the recitations.
Walker was mum. SOymour's fate
had appalled, him, and in fact the en-.
tire mutinous spirit of the scholars Of
Russian Bar was in fair way Of be-
ing totally subdued. '.l
When the trustees heard Of the
affair, they unanimously commended
the schoolmaster's pluck.
81 tell you what, boys" said Per-
kips to crowd who were earnestly
engaged at game Of old sledge in
his bar-room, "that Houghton knows
a thing or two about managing boys.
He'll fix EN- off, or my names not
Perkins"
HoughtOn was Hospitality treated by
the folks at Russian Bar. They felt
him to be man efrefnement brought
down in the world, but showing no
offensive superiority in his intercourse
with them, The Doctors wife pro-
nounced him to be the best New York.
err she had ever met, aud the gossips
insinuated that Mrs. Blunt, the Wild
ow, was setting her cap for him.
Gipsy Lane, the daughter of a lead
ing man in Russian Bar, and made
wealthy by II saw mill, which all day
long groaned and screamed some dis
tance down the river, did not express
her opinions as to Houghton's merits,
but in the summer evenings, when the
schoolmaster, rod in band. wandering
along the stream, and throwing his
line across the mill.dam Gipsy was
seldom far away. Lane, Il bluff,
hearty old fellow frequently asked
Houghton to spend the evening with
him, aud told his adventures in carly
California to patient listener, while
Gypsy dutifully mended her fathers
socks, on the verandah.
Mrs. Lane, when Gipsy was n baby,
was laid to rest in lone Mountain,
long before the thought of settling at
Russian Bar. Seymour and Walker
were the best and most industrious pu-
pills the young master had, and were
happy when accompanying him on his
excursions. In fact, all agreed in de-
claring that the educational depart
ment in the village was = thriving sue
! cess.
One pleasant evening" in June, Gypsy
Lane, twirling her straw hat thought
fully picked her way across the Broad
fields that lay between her house and
The mill. The stream was winding
one, and as she placed her tiny foot on
the first stepping stone, she saw straw
hat on the grass which she knew well.
"How is Miss Lane this evening"
asked Houghton, ,lazily from beneath a
manzanita bush, where lie had been
enjoying book and pipe.
"Weli, thank you. How is Mr..
Houghton?" replied Gipsy, shyly.
"Warm, but not uncomfortable.
Are you going to tine MILL"
Yes, have letter that has just
come for father"
MAY / accompany you p
Certainly, if you choose" q"
Houghton put on his hat and helped
GlpSy across tnc Drooh.
II had a letter from New York a
few days ago." said he, after they had
left the first bend Of the river behind
"a pleasant one ?"
"Well, although in one sense it
brought good news, still can hardly
call it pleasant letter."
They talked on, and Gipsy swung
her hat pensively, longing with {
woman's curiosity, to hear more abou
the New York letter.
"I'm going to leave Russian Bar,
said Houghton abruptly.
"Indeed, how soon ?"
81 don't know, yet; possibly within
week"
The hat was swayed from side to sid
with increaed energy.
"Do you care much, Miss LaneY
This was said with earnest look int
the hazel eyes that were kept steadil,
bent on the brown parched grass be
TWEEN their feet,
"Yes, of course, we shall all be sor
ry to loose you," returned Clips
evasively.
"If come hack in a few month
{ with something for my future wife
shall sec this ring on her finger !?
whispered Houghton capturing tn
little hand that held the hat, an
slipping pearl ring on tho delicat
s little finger.
4 Gipsy said nothing but her eye
, turned for a moment on the schoo
masters earest face, and in the ne>
| moment her soft cheek was resting o
his shoulder.
Russian Bar, to man turned OF
a to wish Philip Houghton god spec
: on the morning he took his place b