Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1875-11-19
Not A KnickerbOcker.

oDedtent 10 Inc glance OF approval sue seeS
in his eyes, rises TO depart. Jack Ray
mond, their guest, who completes the
small party of three, also starts 10 his feet,
anticipating the ponderous movement OF
the venerable family retainer, and filings
wide open the heavy mahogany doors
through which the little lady must make
her way into the hall. Mrs. George smiles
at him then bushes, as her small feet en-
tangle themselves in her train, and finally
passes through the lofty arch, dragging
foamy pillows of Valenciennes lace and
azure silk in her wake. Mr.. Raymond
gazes AFTER her with stare OF admiration
for which he would never have forgiven
himself If it had fallen upon his hostess's
fair face instead of her back hair.
"Jack, my boy" drawls George Wander
burgh from his seat at the table, in the soft
est and LATEST OF voices, "you shouldn't
look at another mans wife with that sort
of expression in your couBienanee. 1t is
expressly forbidden in the tenth command
ment."
Jack Raymond resumes his place at The
others right hand.
az say, George, where did you find herr
Who is she?"
"My wife,"
obviously; but 1 don't understand.
When went 10 Europe, two years ago,
left you lying in an attitude of PROSTATE
alteration at the feet of the imperial Judith
Delmar, belle of the Avenue and queen at
Saratoga, with every prospect OF an imme-
diate Wedding"
my dear fellow, got up"
"And now 1 come back and find you
married TO an-an angel. How on earth
did it happen7 Who was sheH"
Jacks enthusiasm is checked by warn
ing glance from his host. He looks up,
and his eyes meet the sable countenance
of the ancient servitor of the Vanderburgh
family, and discover there an eager curios-
ity that even exceeds his own. Poor ia
cobI He has lived with the family, man
and boy, for nearly eighty years; his rev.
erence for the Knickerbocker blood is as
strong as his faith in the New Testament,
and now in his old age he is compelled TO
serve a mistress whose name he does not
know. Now perhaps there is chance
that the secret may be disclosed.
Alasl no. George Vanderburgh quench-
es his African with glance. Jacob, at
tend to your business. Put the cigars on
the table, and CO."
81 beg your pardon, George" begins
Mr.. Raymond, as soon as they are alone.
"You need not, Jack. Mrs. George
Vandorburgh is-Mrs. George Wander
bufgh, and for the quidnuncs of society
that is enough. But you, old friend, conf
panion of my boyhood, and truest-hearted
of men, shall hear the story if you Ike
"Not unless you like"
"But do" Then the cigars are lighted
and the two young men settle themselves
comfortably in their chairs, the one TO heal
and the other 10 tell story.
"Now, Jack, If you have an magma
ton, fancy how the bones OF all my Dutcf
ancestors must shake when announce
that the last of their line has married
woman whose name was Smith,"
SMITH"
EITHER that or none. ... Do you know
anything of New England, JackP''
"Have heard of the place-a land o
wooden nutmegs. There is small settle
ment on the coast called Boston, where I'M
people eat Greek roofs instead of bread
and butter, and where they manufacture
transcendental theology quite as remarka
BILE in its way as the Calvanism it replaces.
Exactly. But New Hampshire is th
scene of my small love-story. 1t was a
the foot of one of those glorious grant
mountains picked up my daisy, my Mar
garet, my pearl. You remember the sum
mer when you sailed for Europe. TIL
same week 1 received commands from tn
imperial Judith 10 follow her to Saratoga
or rather she insinuated that my presenc
there would give her pleasure. took tn
hint and followed, and after the name
of other devotees before the altar of fashio
we exchanged the monotonous wearines
OF fashionable life in New York for sec
ond edition of the same thing at watering
place. We danced and we rode and W
walked. was the imperial Judith's do
voted cavalier. 1 had quite made up m
mind to lay my hand and fortune at IL
lady's feet; and although felt it woul
not do to enchmber her with my heart,
she had never displayed the smallest II
terest in that part OF my personality,
nevertheless pleased my fancy to think
the queen-like grace with which she woul
preside over The Inequalities OF the Var
derburgh mansion, aud concluded TO
satisfied.
"But one morning as we we're walkir
toward the springs, the fair hand OF roy
Judith lying on my arm, sense OF u
importance of the step was about TO tai
began 10 Cypress me. felt longing f
few weeks of perfect peace and quiet b
fore undertook the manifold respons
bilities OF married man. Business b
came my excuse, and in the afternoon
fled toward the East, only couple OF hu
bred miles, and found myself in lit
New England town lying at the base oil
great peaceful-looking mountain. II
landlord of the cozy little hotel, sm'
building all white paint and green bllnc
received me very graciously ; and lik
the old man immensely in spite of the ia
that his hair stood on end when ask
him for a sherry cobbler. l spent I
night there, and in the morning the O
gentleman offered me his horse and
fishing rods 10 help me pass away the thu
and then suggested that perhaps 1 won
like 10 visit the mills.
"By the end of the FIRST day had
hausted tho horse and the fish, and Dor
myself pretty thoroughly, and on the ne
morning determined to try the mil
Did you ever see cotton mill, Jack, @
of those enormous red brick structu
reeking with steam and heat and dan
ness aud horrible noisesf / saw the p
prietor, and he took me through the bui
ing. 1 looked at the great looms,
whizzing spindles, and all the ingenir
machinery which man has devised to 81
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