Vermont farmer. [volume] (Newport, Orleans County, Vt.) 1870-1877, 1875-09-03

cenary wretch and Hugh Dunbar's eyes
flashed ominously.
Ned WINGED, but quickly recovered him
self.
BAH what nonsense. what famous
knight errant you would be, to be sure; pity |
you hadn't lived In an ago when your chiv-
airy would have been Appreciated What
an old fogy you are in the nineteenth cent
ury; one would hardly suppose you were
reared in New York and owned princely
residence on tho Hudson"
Daisy, Daisy Vaughn, wherever can you
bep" rang out Aunt Hetty's voice, sharp and
clear. And the quick eye OF Hugh Dunbar
caught the glimpse Of slender figure, robed
in blue muslin, fitting through the liacs and
syrangias to tho rear of the house. And
half an hour aner, when they met Mt the tea
table, mono else noticed the troubled look in
the brown eyes, the flushed cheek and tremu-
lous mouth. But rs he marked tho proud
poise of the regal head, the quiet, self-pos-
sesslon,-"girl of SPIRIT was his mental
ejaculation, "she'll never NOPE for such u
conceitcd puppy"
After tea, Ms she sang quaint old ballads,
in clear, rich soprano, with accompani-
ments ubon the old harp that was her moth
er's, he thought he never heard anything half
rs sweet or saw such "A pretty picture rs she
made. Nor was Ned Sinclair unmindful OF
the admiration she had aw akened in ms
Aiend, and It gave him very disagreeahle
sensation about the heart. although he dis
liked TO admit it, even to himself
| he haA
antly, to one, ut least, at Hillside Farm.
Hugh Dunbar wondered where the time had
flown when the day came that no must re.
turn to the city. Ii was with n sad heart he
babe adieu to this pleasant retreat. Aud rs
he pressed Daisy's hand in parting, she reaC
a look In the dark eyes bent so tenderly upon
her that sent the warm blood to her eheel
and thrilled her whole being.
Ned Sinclair watched the increasing inter
est of his friend in Daisy Vaughn with n
Jealous eye, for he cared for Daisy rs mucl
rs his shallow nature could care for any one
and to see the evident admiration OF another
for her was torture to his selfish soul, and III
determined to marry her at all hazards. Sc
he fingered after Hugh's departure, deter
mined to hear the words from her sweet lip,
that would make him happy. Accept him
OF course she would. Wasn't he rich, an,
handsome, and considered great catch b.
all the fashionable young ladies in his Sc
and their mamam'sP And Daisy without
penny. of course would jump for such tempt
ing, like II brook trout for a grasshopper
His mind filed with these elevating thoughts
he sought her in the same quiet retreat-th
rustic arbor-where his words two weeks be
fore smote so cruelty upon her ear lie toll
her he loved her and would fain raise he
from life of obscurity to his own proud pc
sition. She thanked him with cool polite
ness. "She was sensible Of the honor
would confer upon her, but she could not fC
one moment think of breaking Miss Paulin
Puffer's heart, who was the fortunate pc,
him."
"Paulna puffer be hanged" grOwled Sin
clair; and before he had recovered frou
his CONSERVATION, Daisy, with u slight bend q
the naughty head, was gone.
Ned Sinclair made rapid strides for Il
station, not even stopping to bid Aunt Hett
good bye, and was soon steaming ava
towards Boston, picture of disappointment
and chagrin.
Weeks have heightened into months; it
y the harvest time mt Hillside Farm. Bield
"a of golden grain wave in tho autumn breez,
l. Trees laden with luscious fruit tempt the ey
~ A gorgeous carpet Of crimson and yello'
e leaves lays everywhere. Amber clouds flo
u lazily, and under the ancient elms, in Il
j. glowing sunset, walks Daisy Vaughn, u 81
's happy look IN her eyes which ever aud anC
t. glance down tho carriage road. rs ifIn eag
&c expectation. Presently n manly form Is SEE
rs approaching. and Hugh Dunbar's strong arr
~ clasp her in fond embrace, and lips, che
Ne and brow are covered with kisses. WI
ru not? Has he not asked Uncle John for he
Z" weeks ago; and hasn't he asked Daisy 4
NJ herself' And hadn't he come to be marri
~ the very next day3 Aud n proud happy hr
'u band he WAS, too. And he bore TO his ell
" giant home the flirest, sweetest, happi,
bride in the old Green Mountain stat
to And like some rare gem fifty set she look
tn amid her beautiful surroundings.
to "Well, well. If this don't beat all
in exclaimed Ned Sinclair some six mont
lite later, rs he sat reading his evening pap'
I'D What lucky dog that Hugh Dunbar
H. Besides getting the lOviIest wife in all
rls world, he has fortune with her. 1t seer
air tho old governors will was all hoax, an
'es all, or, at least another is found II later oil
leaving the bulk of his princcly fortune
ull Ernest Vaughn's heirs. That means Dais
ed of course. What dolt was, and TO THU
ge "it might have beenm And Ned Sincl
ing threw away his fragrant Havana in disgu
and, whistling doleful air, went out to CT
as on Miss Paulina Pufier.