The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1876-07-22
Eleanor Thorn.

crowded than usual this summer, but why
no one could tell. The ooay little hote
was as neat and inviting as formerly
while the brook was actually sighing al
the non-appearance Of the anglers, who
annually relieved it Of some of the golden
backed fish with which its waters swarmed
Nevertheless, the few guests at the
hotel managed to pass away their time
quite pleasantly, and none more SO thar
the pale, delicate Eleanor Thorn
Left an orphan al an early age, the
loss Of parents care and affection had
been well supplied by the unsel6sh love
Of her aunt, stately Mrs Worthy. My
heroine at the time was by no mears
pretty. Tall, slender, an almost palid
complexion-the result Of illness-shori
hair, Of decided reddish caste but her
eyes, no one could deny. were truly beau.
tiful they were of deep violet hue,
fringed with long, jetty lashes In man.
ners she was quiet and shrinking. but
withal possessing an amount of pride aud
self possession unexpected in one so
young. To this quiet country place her
aunt had brought her in the hope of re.
establishing her health, and so far had
met with most gratifying results.
One afternoon about the middle OF
August there stepped from the train at
the Camden station two gentlemen DR..
George Merton and his friend, Edward
Dalton, or, as he was more tamiliarly
termed by his friend-Ned. Young
Merton was the son of New York ply.
sioian. He was tall and slight, with
raven curls, eyes black as midnight, with
cold look in them, which at times could
change to one of almost womany tender
ness, full lips almost concealed by heavy
mustache His companion was in looks
much his inferior, but 10 truth aud
nobleness far above him.
Not to this life forsaken place, hope,
said the doctor.
Yes replied Ned, 'if you want fishing
this is the place
About all there is to recommend it,
should Judge
We'll, what do you expect in such a
small, country place p
i am too entirely done up to contest
the question with you, old fellow; wei
postpone the argument until some other
time
Very WE'LL replied young Dalton
Wait till you have been here few days
you'll think differently.
ar JramIad tko dat. IL .l a
there are any pretty girls to get up a
Irritation with 2
OF course-your first thought is for
the women. Ii may be all very fine
pastime for you, but, by Jove would
not like to answer for all the broken
hearts laid to your charge.
Having by this time arrived at the
hotel. they Immediately sought their
rooms, nor again appeared till evening
Mrs. Worthy this is indeed great
pleasure. Allow me to present my friend
DR.. Merton
This meeting took place in the dining
room, Eleanor, entering at this moment,
was duly presented to the two young
men, her pale face turning crimson aa
she met the quizzical gaze Of the iastid
ious doctor. The evening passed most
pleasantly; young Merton was all sifabil.
ity. and very attentive to the unsophis-
ticated Eleanor Al al early hour they
parted, Eleanor. with flushed cheeks and
sparkling eyes, going iireody to her
mirror, into which she es2rd long and
earnestly
4 am not 81 homely 10 uight, said the
fascinated girl at least DR.. Merton told
me twice that | was not
So, resting her check upon her hand,
she fell into deep reverie, OF which the
heartless George Merton was the theme,
Who the deuce 10 that little red head
ed fright9 p laughed young Merton. as he
lszily puffed his Havana
Seems to me that you were very at
tentive to that little fright
We'll. by Jove she is green. took
every word in downright earnest; splendid
prospect for summer Irritation Now
don't look SO savage, Ned she'll get
over it sometime. Must 60 to bed and
dream of my new love. Good night, cid
boy pleasant dreams
On the following day the attentions
and compliments were renewed Days
dsepened into weeks, finding poor Flea.
nor deeply in love with DR. Merton, aud
he, on his part, having given her every
every reason to think the feeling was re
turned. On the evening previous to
their return to the city, Eleanor and
George strolled off for walk as usual.
Il leave for the city, to morrow, FL
eanor.'
Yes, 30 Mr.. Dalton said. was the al.
most inaudible reply
Shall YOU miss me. larliny ar rssret