Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1874-05-01
BOHEMIAN. MONTANA TERRITORY, FRIDAY MAY l. 1874

MAY /, 187
the folks at Russian Bar. They fe
him to be q man of refinement. IL,
showing no offensive superiority in hi
intercourse with them. The doctor
wife pronounced him to be thc, ,o,
Ne New Yorker she had ever met. an an
the g2ssips insi"-.. -..a+oa 4,..t H. , n,..n, .s
'"e "iuo.. WIS setting her capfor hin
!. Eypsey Lane, the daughter of
leading man in Russian Bar, and mad
wealthy by saw mill, which, all da,
long grOaned and screamed some dis
tance down the river, did not express
her opinion as to H0ughton's merits
but III the summer evenings when th'
schO0lmaster, rod in hand, wandered
along the stream and threw his lin,
across the mul-dam, Gypsey was sci
dom far away. Lane, a bluff, hearty
old fellow, frequently asked Hough
ton to spend the evening with him
and told his adventures in early Cali
fornia to patient listener, while Gyp
sey dutifuly mended her fathers
socks OH the verandah.
Mrs. Lane, when Gypsey was but
a baby, was laid to rest in Loan Noun.
tain long before Lane ever thought Of
settling at Russian Bar. Seymour
and Walker were the best and most
industrious pupils the young master
had and were happy in accompanying
him on his fishing excursions. In fact,
they all agreed that the educational
department in tho village was thriv-
ing successfully.
One pleasant evening in June, Gyp-
sey Lane, twirling her straw hat,
thoughtfully picked her way across
the broad field that lay between her
house and the mill. The stream was
q winding one, and as she placed her
foot on the first stepping-stone she
saw a straw hat on the grass which
she knew we'll.
"How is Miss Lane this evening p
said Houghton, lazily, from beneath a
Manzanita bush, where he had been
enjoying a book and Pipe.
1'Well, thank you. How is Mr..
Houghton 2" replied Gypsey, shyly.
"Warm, but not uncomfortable.
Are you going to the mill 7"
I. les, have letter that has just
come for father.
"May accompany your
"Certainly, if yon choose"
HOughtOn put on his hat and help
ed Gypsey across the brook.
/ ko1 1nffnps FROM, Nnuy n
few days ago. said he, after they had
left the first bend of the river behind.
"A pleasant OneY
"Well, although in some sense it
brought good news, still l cali hardly
call it a pleasant letter.
They walked OH and Gypsey swung
her hat pensively, longing, with Il wo-
mans curiosity, to hear more about
the New York letter.
II am going to leave Russian Barr
said Houghton abruptly.
"Indeed, how soonw
~ don't know yet; possibly within
= week.
The hat was swayed from side to
side with increased energy.
"DO you care much, Miss Lane p
This with an earnest look into the
lazel eyes that were kept steadily
)ent on the brown parched grass be-
heath their feet.
Yes, of course, we shall he very
sorry to lose you," returned Gypsey,
"If l come back in few months |
With something for my future wife,
hall l see this ring on her finger p
whispered HOughtOn, capturing the |
title hand that held the hat, and slip
ling a pearl ring Oh herdelicate finger.
Gypsey said nothing; but her eyes
urned for q moment on the school
masters earnest face and in the next
Ter soft cheek was resting Oh his
hOulder. ..
Russian Bar, to a man, turned out
0 wish Philip Houghton God speed
N the morning he took his place by
he driver who one year. before had
ct him down at Perkins Hotel. They
new he was on his way to New York,
md that he had been left some money,
nd the gossips more than suspected
hat there was something between
iypsey Lane aud their favOrite. AT
II events, her eyes were red for a
reek after his departure.
Winter had come and the river was
w0llen and rapid, aud many a lofty
rec from the pine forest had found its
'ay to the hearths of Russian Bar.
|ne delicious morning, crisp and cold,
fter a nights rain, the stage with
lud, halted before Perkins Hotel.
t had been all night ON the way, for
be roads were heavy.
The worthy proprietor of that ex-
silent house was in the act OF tossing |
is first cocktail, when a hearty hand
as laid on his shoulder, and Philip
shouted: L
Perkins, old boy, how are your
The landlord returned the shake
ands, dived behind the bar, and had
second cocktail mixed in moment.
- now," said he, as he pledged
1e ex-schOolmaster, ..when will the
edding take placer l.
Six weeks afterward the old mill
as hung with evergreen .wreaths,
nd grand festival was held at Rus
AN Bar. Gypsey Lane was lovely !
ride, and when HOughtOn took ,
harge of the mill and invested all
is New York money.in the vilMse,
nd was admitted to practice in the |
ourts-everything seemed to take .
Il I