Daily Kennebec journal., 1875-07-16
NO. 1877.
Cabs and Sketehes.
IN CLOVER.
| CONTINUED FROM YESTERDAY


While Emily, with wonderful modera.
ton. declared her true-born, Athenian.
and bound myrtle and white roses on her
hair. Margaret's hair is dark in shadow.
but catches in the sunlight FURNISHED au-
burn tint. 1t waves also, not in a thousand
curls and ripples, but in bright even swells
from the moo1beam line of the crown
through all its queenly length Emily, as
always, was dainty in the trimmest of
white gowns, bunch of pinks tied under
her chin, and a bright ribbon around her
waist
After the coffee and toast had been dis
cassed, Margaret went about arranging
the flowers, and it was curious to note
how the lightest touch of her finger-tips
brought into harmonious subjection the
unruly vines and grasses which had defied
my utmost skill the day before. With
care and some assistance Emily placed
herself under the extinguishing "sea-side,"
and sailed forth with me to explore the
garden. A bed of bright hardy plants on
either side graveled walk, terminating
in ruined arbor overrun with red roses,
was the only attempt at floral decoration,
the remaining ground being devoted to
the utilitarian purposes of the vegetable
garden, although even here an OCCASION
al clump Of hollyhocks or sunfowers d.
versified the formal beds. From the gar
den we proceeded across the yard, an
open grassy space between house and
barn, with branching foot paths worn in
the close. green turf, and peered through
the bars at the cows and Finette, who
were calmly grazing under the apple
trees. En- had even ventured to present
a bunch of clover the eighth of an inch
beyond the protection of fence, with the
terrifying delight of seeing Finette thrust
forward his nose, when | saw Margaret
| on the porch waving her hand to US. Be
side her stood farmer-like gentleman,
dressed in gray, with a riding whip un-
der his arm and a couple Of sleek grey
hounds at his heels. He walked directly
across the yard toward us, raising his hat,
and it did not require second glance
from either of us to discover a very hand
some and pleasing countenance, with a
curling brown beard, ruddy complex
ion, and eyes both clear and keen. He
spoke at once,-
(Which is Miss Johnstone am pleased
to make your acquaintance. | am Philip
Thornton, of Summer Hill Farm, your
nearest neighbor, and l rode over this
morning to ratify my claim to that honor.
l am quite in earnest" he added, quickly,
seeing me smile. 81 would not have
troubled you to-day did l not know Jo-
seph Smith to be the most stubborn, pig.
headed of mankind. l understand you
propose purchasing several of Kelton
Evans Western cattle ?"
Yes" l replied, good deal puzzled
"Accept my honest advice, Miss John
stone, and have nothing to do with them.
They are wicked. useless breed, and
kelton Evans swindler."
GOOD Heavens!" l cried. pray ex-
plain yourself! / did not know there was
any difference in cows. supposed they
were all good"
He laughed heartily.
81 suspected that to be your condition
of ignorance, and you would learn a les
son to your cost were those Westerners
once In your pasture"
''But what am to do Where shall
find the article ?''
He replaced his Panama, as if it were a
thinking-cap, and mused while.
II have it ~ he cried briskly. deacon
Warmers estate is being settled. and
doubtless the stock will be sold. They
are good breed-nothing remarkable,
but sound"
80, would not for the world have any
kinine prodigies on my hands, :" laughed
Thanks for your neighborly considera.
ton. Will you walk into the house now?"
II cannot stay this morning. but with
your permission will do myself the pleas
ure OF calling at 4 more leisure time.
How do you enjoy country life in Hill
borough ?''
Very much" | replied. We have
never felt half the sweetness of life before.
This is my friend Miss Emily Lee," seeing
a half question on his lip. "She and Miss
Dale are passing the summer with me-"
81 admire your good TASTE" he said.
81 cannot imagine an existence tolerable
among city walls although confess have
never tried it. wish you the fullest en-
joyment of every bright hour!" With
that he smiled beamingly upon us, and
took his leave.
True to his promises, Mr.. Thornton
made his appearance among us in few
days. ii anything, earlier in the morning
than the time before. As he entered our
little dlningroom, where the breeze
through the open windows blew in the
muslin curtains, he glanced quickly about,
noticing, | felt, every detail. Helstrode
over to a bracket whereon Margaret had
arranged a fresh bunch OF Towering vines,
and, after contemplating them moment,
tnrned to me, SAYING
"There is great change here, Miss
Johnstone. remember calling upon your
grandfather in this very room some wears
since, and the same change has passed
over it as over yonder brown jug, Simple
enough, yet transforming the most un-
promising object into thing of beauty"
'Hou could not give us more delight
full compliment l said; ''but my friend
Miss Dale is to be credited individually
with that floral arrangement which SO
pleases you. Will you come into the mu-
sic-room Pr
Margaret was seated before the piano,
where she had been practicing for three
weary hours, her hands just then folded
over the ivory keys, and the golden head
bowed thereon; while Emily seated by the
window, pnzzled perseveringy over an
ancient spinning-wheel which she had
brought from the garret. They both rose
as introduced Mr.. Thornton. He accost-
ed Margaret with his usual directness OF
Sneech which would hava baop hrs,.oua