Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1875-04-15
SsleftsO Storp.
The Red Ear.



"Evrry,ling mI,; br pu, 81 un',i Lucy
Mlirom gets here. Tic boys are ready 20
break their uccA- f'r h-r. W. mI>tn't
let her know h'w nuch THIS visit h4- been
looked oD. !; Viii make her too impor-
taui.
.hcy say th"rr'- lots uf mus;, IN Lucv.'
returned Uncle Dorset. Every ybody calcI
htm uylr D,r-.t. she's iu>i thar trim
built. .Fht-t,pp'u' er.c ctrr her mp.hrr va,
before her. " af Grand good times W.
hpy- aul sirl- used to have together when
-h- was Young.
'Nc>. sad h.- wife. with 4 slight air of
iajafy. y ga and Horace was bo;h OF yuu
,ui,;,n with Lacy F4rkc-. Everybody
know, that well enough.
No. replied Uncle Dorset. wagcing
h, good uatured old head. IL wa, lIpr-
Ace'- sister was after, but | wa- aiwzy,
willing 20 crack jpAc with Lucy ParAc,.'
Wal said Aunt Dorset. the a.sgicycd
tone shading Of a little. IL always looked
~ Il u Ma, Ilp Ahd lueA Uc,wecn You and
Horace
The old iady did not really mean % uut
the truth Ma -.c had always been a lf'fi.
Jealous ut her brother, VIE. and NOW, aI-
iun-t uucor ,piOu-iy, the feeling "a, trans
i,rr,l Go Lacy Na.com. She ia u"t rel
i-h thc idea. of her coming tn SiochbAru.
aud turning peoples heads. n her mother
had done. : e. HAD not seen the girl for
nyv or * ycar>; but report -aid Lucy bad
grown 10 hr a pr-tty. arch darA-ryed lit
Tie witch. with a spice oi m.-chrf IN her
composition rhst made her quite .rrcsi-ti-
bile. Ia the mild haze of the autumn day
the Dorset boys We're getting IN the corn.
drawing with au oX-tcam the ru>t.iug
shocks 10 the barn
Il he old >wAi.o haunted barn.
Brown -.abled. long. and full oi seams.
, Through which the uoated sunlight
streams.
We viii have hu>king-bce when Cous-
in Lucy gets here. said Euoch Dorset. rs
he stood up on the load. piichfork IN hand.
his tall. welI-hrt form swaying littlc,
aud showing clearly. clad a. it was in
comfortable flannel shirt and t:owscrs OF
jersey blue.
.Golly ~ We will said his brother Job
from the thre,hin. .-floor. 'If Cousin La
j. a. Lively a. they say she il, il will be
general training most OF the time while
she stays.
job Mas not as good looking as Enoch.
I His hair was lank and his face was salow;
but there were funny lines round his
mouth, and he had dry way OF saying
4 things. and a taste for drollery OF all sorts.
! that made him 4 favorite. lie Kept his
! " II SllaI ptn'I at LlONu tAptuN'f ahA
+ Enpch was rather open to ri1icuic. for he
| had a sueahiug fondne>s for halr-oil and
/ fancy neckties. aud scented pOcket-hand-
/ kerchief> and secretly believed himself To
\ be the bcst-looking fellow in Stockburn.
.Hullo" said Enoch, standing still on
| th,. load, with that easy sway OF the hips.
| and shading his handsome brown face with
| hi> hands "a he looked up the road where II
| rose a little until the spiral LOmbdtdy pop
! lars in front of Eikauah Rayuor's house
! showed gaps of sky between. like parted
! fingers. aud the old chimneys were ne-ted
! in a power of fruit-trees. yellow and ru>set
I now The road down which Enoch was
! gazing was by no means common coun-
try road. The fences were all of the best :.
! and the foot paths were shaded hy iine.
/ stock NAPLES. that We're carpeting the wag-
on-track with flecks of flame color. Ev-
cry house in Stockburn u"Ishborhood was
snug and neat. witt. a well-to-do air. It
had ,h. best school house aud church in
the township, and was what people called
a crack street.
There's the stage coming round the
turnpike corner exclaimed Enoch. as his
eye, followed a cloud Of dust
cousin Lucy shouted Job And he
/ threw down his fork and dashed away To
the house; and in minute more Uncle
Dorset, bare-hcaded. with his broad, good
natpred old face smiling all over, and lit
tie busting Aunt Dorset. with her cap
striHss flying. hurried ont into the front
yard.
/ o There was a face at one of the windows
| of the Rsynor farmhouse as the top-heavy
stage. with its six horses. and Mapping
leather curtains. and piles of trunks strap
ped on behind. went creaking past. The
] "a shaded t.r
and the face wa, in shadow. 1t was a
young face, with an abundance of soft hair
regular features, and large blue eyes, that
! ought TO have been patient and loving
but there was an unnatural compression
about the lines OF the mouth, that made IL
look little stern. Now. as the stage
passed quickly by. affording TO the watch
ing ewes at the window glimpse OF fas-
cinatiDg. girlish countenence, lovely in its
bloom. with a little blue veil fiuterin 2
from a jocky hat. Nancy Raynor's teaC
bent down on her work, and it seemed as
though something said in her ear; "He
will love her; | know he will love her."
SO it appeared that Lucy Malcom's ar
rival was causing some heart-burning II
Stockburn neighborhood. All unconscious
OF this. Lucy-the roundest, plumpest
merriest little maiden ever seen-tripped
out OF the stage when the dryer ha(
brought his horses to. There was a pai
of sparkling black eyes adorning her ros,
face, and her laugh rang out as clear as
silver bell. Lucy had various parcels
bags. and books which she shed about a
such little m.nxes will and a young man
who had got down from the stage to assis
her in alighfing. gathered them up ant
handed them back. He was evidently
town-bred man, with white hands and
downward look, and 700 little chin, and