Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1874-02-20

conductor popped his head into the car and
sung out
Boston
Harry Blake was in the great city, a
stranger. The wealthy Mr.. Peterman, his
wife and beautiful daughter, rolled away in
their carriage. Yet destiny still kept on
weaving her web.
"Destlny weaves, and weaVes and voayes
Her web Is the sum Of all our lives"
CHATTER II.
Have you seen the stranger YETI
No, Clara, have seen nothing Of him. L
cannot see why he did not call on US. IL
has been nearly month since we saw him.
Il is very strange that we should have for
gotten his name. L ought to have written
Il down. But | hope he will call liked
his appearance much
This is what Mr. Peterman said in reply
to Clara's questions. She seemed very much
interested in the nameless stranger who had
saved her fathers life. In fact, she had in-
quired for him almost every day. She had
done this so often that her father was an.
noysd by it,
Time never pauses in its flight. Not only
one but six months passed away, aud Clara
neither saw nor heard anything Of the stran-
ger. But destiny is never idle. 1t had not
allowed Clara to forget the gallant, good
looking youth, who had so suddenly appeared
and disappeared from her sight.
There was a reason why Clara had not
and could not, forget him. Harry Blake had
often crossed her way. No matter whether
she knew it or not, il was all the same
While he was thinking of her it was impos
sible for her not to think Of him. Destiny
had Just fitted them for each other, aud was
already at work to bring them together
Destiny has its electric telegraph lines, aut
spiritual apprehensiOns pass over these lines
from heart to heart. This was the reason
she could not forget him. Their near prox
unity, even controlled each Others thoughts
This was why both Of them felt assured that
they should yet meet and make each othei
happy. What destiny has determined t
join together, let no power on earth hope "a
put asunder.
Harry Blake had been in the city all thi
time. He had found place where he nigh
work out his fortune by diligence and integ
rity. But he was too 4poor and too prout
even to think of presenting himself at tht
residence Of the rich aud aristocratic Mr.
Peterman. 1t was his destiny to be poo
and proud. Destiny is 4 queer thing.
Could you believe it?
Believe what
That the wealthy and arristocratic Russo
Peterman had actually told - fib. Il
will never do to call it by harder name
The fact is Russell Peterman was proud
proud Of his money, proud Of his beautiful
daughter, and proud Of his position in socie
ty. He was afraid il he admitted him h
his house his daughter would surely fall il
love- Poor idiot lie did not know tina
his wise precautions were already unayailing
So he prevaricated.
He had not forgotten the strangers name
Although he told Clara he had not seen tn
young man, it was not true He had see
him but with no intention Of recognizing him
Their eyes had twice met, aud Harry rea,
and understood him, although Mr.. Petermal
appeared not to know him.
So Harry trusted in destiny to bring ev
erythiug out all right at last He KEEP
steadily at work to secure fame and fortune
He was more than match for Mr.. Peter
man, in PRIDE But while Mr.. Peterman'
was very mean pride, Harry's was nobl
one, worthy of reward and imitation.
Fire fire fire
A half dozen little boys set up the or
and ran screaming down the street. Clar
Petermau and her mother were passing j
their carriage. The horse took fright gu,
ran. The driver was thrown from the seal
The horse dashed around corner and wa
plunging into cellar, where n new Dublin
was being erected A moment more an
the crriage and its occupants would hav
been dashed to pieces, had not daring ma
J dashed from a doorway, seized and stoppe
! the horse at the peril Of his life.
, In an instant they were surrounded b
! others. Clara Peterman knew the man VIII
came so suddenly other rescue. 1t was th
, same young man who saved her fathers lite
But he disappeared as quickly as he came
without waiting to receive thanks for hi
} brave act
J Great was the establishment Of Mr.. Ru!
sci Peterman when told Of the narrow escap
of his wife and daughter from destruction
: Greater still was his establishment aud col
: sternaton when told who it was that rescue
} them. For time he felt some sort Of re
) morse for the mean part he had playeC
But covetousness and pride will drown ever
7 sense of obligation in some mems minds
D did so in Mr.. Russell Peterman's. He ha
7 long known that Clara was deeply intereste
in the welfare Of the young man. lie ha
;. become alarmed for fear she would thin
5 more of him than ever. So although
: pretended to be all the time trying to flo
him, he avoided meeting him as much 8
possible.
t Mr.. Russell Petcrman was fool Did
= not know that a romantic young lady
r eighteen will not soon forget haudson
t young man who has noby placed his own Ii
y in peril to save her own repeat the a,
e sertion Mr.. Russell Peterman was foo
r So is any man who hopes to attain any sue
end by practicing deception, Did he ne
r know that
: '.Destiny weaves and weavcs and weaves
e Her web is the sum Of oil our lives"
r Confound it it is too bad don't 5,
y what possesses the girl.
: Mr.. Russell Perterman was alone. II
: was excited aud indignant. Ho walked Il
floor Of his counting room like any man in
t dilemma. lie was strange man. He hG
one very strange habit. He seldom talkt
:. much with others, but when alone he habit
i ally talked with himself, Mr.. Russell Pete
a man. So his excitement and indignatiC
3 found vent in words something like these
r It's too bad don't see why Clara shOu
a refuse such good offer. Good, yes, bett
e than that, it is splendid. There is your
}! Wintorhall deep in love with her, handsom
i talented, rich. Perhaps a little gay al
s fast, but no matter for that. Get ov
o it when little older. Worth three thousar
l. dollars, and Clara won't have him Co