The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1874-05-21


ahau be- rrtu. ued hi. Gr.J care sxs 10
Ietfn ahat had happcuyd whlIa b. wa.
s6-eft.
LDna here. Be.se,iie would ssy; beck
"ulag her aide, what has Tom stephen.
DreU dutugg Ilas De made faces at YOU
of pulled your hair; or pipeed yous or
hd 'aur bgunu' Il he las r.lihrssh
! htm.
Meek, iorgiving Bessie, shrsuk from
making trouble; bat, though her or
.oma one else, be was snrc to learn the
ltulh, aud then woe Tor TON, Ouce be
was compelled to ask Bes,ie's pardon be.
fore us ali; once to ilft her over the many
/ pools ot water = heavy shower had lett
standing in our bomewsm rosd; once
/ to bring her Two sticks OF cream candy
u'd the end was that before the summer
! was oui john had thra.bed him Into quite
"a gentleman.
But this was only one Of john Farley &
accompl pl..hmenls. His pockets were all
T way- ia.l ,f loang wnlergfeeus or sass.
. lra- barn. or spruce gum. lie knew
where tho spcckied trout lay hid IN the
brooks, aud what days the pickerel
would hite, aud al about mudIurllrs,
musk-rata aud eels. lie had found the
uest Ut the hermit thrush, aud the whip
p0Jr-wiIl's eggs on the bed Of moss in a
lonely pasture, aud wOnld tell wonderful
/ stories Of woUdcnucks, and hawks and
owls. lie could 20 straight TO the spots
where the wild Strawberries grew thick
/ est, and the first running blackberries
were ripe. Aud many long rambie
Bes-ie and had with him on Saturda,
afternoons, through the woods aud by
/ tie stream that wound its way among The
gteau meadows below tie village; for
he minister and his wife had always a
Kind word for John, aud assured the dea.
con lhat lhey believed he would yet come
uut right
As for Bessie, John was the hero OF
hcl narrow world; the prince to whom
IA her fancy, all things ministered -
Among my aunt's books was Robinson
Crusoe,' which, when baby win did not
demand attention, we read together, sit
ling beneath the old ehu tree ia the gar
den. | think, said Bessie, as we finished
| it, think Robinson was just like John.
liut oh! hope John will never run away
10 sea, should be so lonesome without
him.
The pleasant summer grew near to an
end With tears aud promises to come
| back again, parted from Bessie and
went back to my city home. That winter
we exchanged various childish letters,
aud was secretly looking forward for Il
possible return in the spring, when IN
March came the news Of my aunt's sud
den death, and in th" May following an
extension OF my fathers business involv-
ed our removal to distant part of the
country. Thenceforward Marston and
Bessie belonged not TO hope but to mem.
ory which always brought them tenderly
10 my mind, bat fainter aud fainter as
time wore on, bearing me to new and
more absorbing scenes.
Twenty years had come and gone
twenty years apart from the hie of N Y
childhood. No longer Mary Temple but
Mis-. Chester, | came to New England to
pass the summer, and fixed on Bears
Head OF the New Hampshire coast, a.
hc place where | conld spend the month
OF August. The hotel was ample enough
to accommodate hundred guests, aud
filled with people from Boston aud the
large towns in the interior, who passed
the time IN the usual Iounging, bathing
watering place, fashion, and devoted the
evenings TO dancing in the broad par.
/ tor.
{ II was glorious weather for the first
/ week att my arrival, aud was hardly
tud"or- from its beginning to end, What
( delight it was 10 breath again the air OF
the sea; to watch upon the beach the
/ tide come and 90, while the crested
waves roll shoreward aud dashed into
/ -prays at my feet; Off on the horizon Ia
sec the white winged fleets sailing away
/ 20 the Grand Banks aud the sforAy La.
brador, fearless as the gulIs that circle
above them; TO mark when the sun went
/ down the lighthouse fires, aud an night
long 10 hear the thunder Of the surf upon
/ Iau sand.
/ The wind shifted. Heavy fogs obscur.
ed the ocean aud crcpt oyer the land, aud
bat fer the muliiad roar Of the breakers
/ / might have lhought was in the middle
/ Of western plain. betook myself to
my room, aud in the pages Of PuIgraye.
Arabia, forgot the gloom Of the north
east. How subtitle Il power is memory.
/ There Gre periods in our lives which
seem almost forgotten blaks in the vista
Ioi the past when lol IN au unexpected
moment, glance, Il tone, watt Of per.
ame cyokes the buried years and give.
10 vanished scenes TIE freshness OF TO.
/ day.
a knock at the door disturbed ny re-
verie, >upp0siHR it was the chamber.
maid ou her usual rounds, sad, Come
in, without even raising 10y ey es. Some
oue entered, aud going to the wash stand
laid down apiIe OF towels, saying, you
masl c&cafe the delay today. The We,
weather hindered tie work at the laun.
dry and tbe clothes haze only just been
brought over
TIE gentle, quiet tones arrested nay a..
geUiioa, ,aai looking up saw not Bridgei