The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-05-02
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out, John had thrashed him into quite gen.
| tleman.
But this was one of John Farley's ac-
! complishmenls. His pockets were always
full of young wintergreens or sassafras
bark. or spruce gum. lie knew where the
speckled trout lay hid in the brooks, and
what days the pickerel would bite, and all
about mud-turtles, muskrats and cells. He
had found the nest of the hermit thrush
and the whp-poor-wll's eggs on the bed
OF moss in lonely pasture, and would tell
wonderful stories of woodchucks, and hawks
and owls. lie could go straight to the spots
where the wild strawberries grew thickest
and the first running blackbcrries were ripc.
And many long ramblc Bessie and had
| with him on Saturday afternoons, through
the woods and by the stream that wound its
way among the green meadows below the
! village; for the minister and his wife had
always a kind word for john, and assured
the deacon that .hey believed he would vet
''comc out right"
As for Bessie, John was the hero OF her
narrow world; the prince to whom in her
fancy, all things ministered Among my
aunts books was 'Robinson Crusoe,'
which, when baby VIII did net demand at
teniion, we read together, sitting beneath
the old elm tree in the garden 81 think"
| said Bessie, as we finished it, Il think Rob
| ~ - '''' ''u' Oi Hopc
| he so lonesome without him."
/ The pleasant summer drew near to an
end. With tears and promises to come
again, parted from Bessie and went back
to my city home. That winter we exchanged
various childish letters, and was secretly
ioohi"s iVi""tu ~ poosioie return III the
op.i,e' "nIn III Ni"icii c",ilc the news ot my
au.it euuuru "e"'ti, anu III tie pay Iolio"-
ny an extension Oh my la,herS business IN
soa' ou' ~ I'"'o' az u uis["l' p"r' 0i 'i'
0o"''iS i"V"Stloi ""'" -'i"'s'o" ana hes-
sic DelohgGu not 10 nope out 10 memoir
,.iV'hory T''ie. a.""ys olo1sii' mem lehaer-
! y " i'ii'u' ou' l'i''eI anu IaIhteF D 'i'ile
Wo;I a. pe"''nS u'D "a no. ana more alb
Soroihs scVHcS'
twenty years hau come ana gone twenty
years apart from me ne OF my chlidhood
40 longer mary iemple, but MRS chester,
came 10 new England 10 pass the sum
,ner' anu hXed on Boars Head, on the New
ilaniPs mr. coAs,; as the place where could
spv"u 'he 'Iion.ii oi August. Inc motel
was "lilpie enough 10 accommodate hun
u 1 s"cs'S' ""u ni'eu WIN people from
bathing. watcring-place. fashion and dey0-
ted The evenings to dancing in the broad
parlor.
1t was glorious weather for the first week
after nv arrival. and wa hardly indoors
from its beginning to its end What de-
light it was to breath again the air of the
sea: to watch upon the beach the tides come
and 90, while the crested waves rolled shore
ward and dashed into spravs at NV feet: of
on the horizon to see the white winged
fleets sailing away to the Grand Banks and
the stormy Labrador, fearless ms the gulls
that circle above them; to mark when the
sun went down the lighthouse fires. and all
night long to hear the thunder of the surf
upon the strand
The wind shifted. Heavy fors obscured
the ocean and crept over the land. and but
for the muf,led roar of the breakers.
might have thought | was in the middle ota
western plain. | betook myself to nv
room, and in the pages of Palyravcs CARA
bia," forgot the gloom of the northeast
How subtle a power is memory. There
are periods in our lives which seem alrJst
observation-disclosures in the vista of the past
when 10! in an unexpected moment, Il
glance, q tone. watt of perfume evokes the
buried years and gives to vanished scenes
the FRESHNESS Of to-day.
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oupposihs II was ''ie c''t''iu'' .I'",' W. nv.
usual rouh"s' '"lu' v"'''e w. N.''Iou ,
even raising my eyes; some one ehtere"'
ana gong 80 the wash-stahu laiu Gown
PIE OF towels, saying Oh must eMr"sr
the deiay lo-dny' me we' we'''',e' ni''u NM,
me work AZ NV ntunu's anu t''g 'i'''''S
ua W., o'iiS JuS' otei' p'o"s"' oFeF'
ine sen',V, quiet .uneI "'ies.eu ny -"
,en'ioii, my ioIN,ns uP ! saw not ol'lse.'
pu' " sieuu.,, uei'e"'e, .ooNi''s Mu'l'a", pvi
maps UNI "NG years % "st; whom nay
my - e',P' N ' - S'"'''' -,
"ho'h 'ooh 10 oe the housekeePer. o'l'
W. pa'e "''' 20: D.' ~,
, lllinG very p'o"1n'S III Iel ihitu pIue eses'
an" r'er o'o|h n la. W.. InS Ho'',t o"oN II o''
! her ioreneao, WINE her pl"es allacGa so~li
| ana narr2" men eoiat' i"Stenuu WIN i.i
,'ns o'ooe" ; wv ~ Ak P', Ia "r'''
ne, so,oe u'u '''v"' " Nun u'u sne
o ., iooNtu "' "e' ii " N''' VI '''N''
5 wl,eh sue saiu
I Il nave not iohhd you III your room ne,
2 iore. Is theGV anything more you "ou''
4 IKE:
] No'hihg' thahk YOU s"iu l. =,
$ II am sIau YOU are couIo'taoie mere,
e she replied ana passing me- she went
n cut ..,
rS"alheu 'ost III 'nouHnl' anu ny" ~
e denly SAID To mYseli, III Is bessie Iyue
= she Is IKE Inns place must % near "e'
B., home Can 1t be possible 1t Is bessle her,
. self! lurrying To the door saw heI
; standing at the lower chd OF inc nan, an"
# asked her full name ana place Oh aooue'
a and my arms were around her heGS' anu we
; mad recognl@ed each otheI as tue bessie anu
c Mary of the old days at Marston'
Ihat hlghI, Whl'e 'hG mouse ue'oM wac
r gwen up y walEes anu cot"lOhs' pessIe
sat WIZ" me III NY I'r"o'e Ioo'iI' ""u ~
the storm beating against the windows 'oiu
: me the story OF her ne LOT Wen'! years
n ! (