The Morning herald., 1876-10-25
country doughnuts, that made the eyes of
our tired and hungry guests glis,en with

country doughnuts, that made the eyes Of
our tired and hungry guests glisten with
pleasure. ft
Did iyou. ever eat any of these cakes!
We do hot mean the tough, grease-soaksd
articles called by that name; but light, ten.
der balls, whose exterior is of delicate
brown, and in whose heart you will find en-.
sconsed some favorite jelly, and wonder
how it could have got there. Then you
know the enjoyment Of Fred and Hal, when
taste was added to sight.
Feeling greatly refreshed, with many
thanks, and leaving part of the contents Of
their game-bag behind, they babe ad;eu to
their entertainers, and started for Farmer
Williams, where they were boarding.
Leaving them for while, we will give a
short sketch Of Mr.. Clayton.
Born in the country, he had left it when
a lad 10 seek his fortune in the city. There
entering law Office as boy, he had by hard
study and perseverance, fitted himself for
the practice of that profession, and was adj
mitted to the bar. By his strict integrity
and attention to business, he had been called
to occupy many positions Of trust and honor.
Married late in life to one whom he almost
idoljzed, on his wite's death, which took
place when Mary was about FIVE years old,
he determined to give mp his busy life, and
devote his time to the education of his
daughter. He had come to Glenwosd and
purchased the retired spot where he is first
introduced to the reader. Mary's old nurse
remained with them as housekeeper. Mr.
Clayton occupied his time in cultivating
his farm and instructing his child. He
had brought from the city his large library,
and on his yearly visits to the metropolis,
added to the number of books. Mary was
loving child. Her mind, of high order,
eagerly drank in the instructions of her
iater. Could you have watched them in
their rides or rambles, you would have
deemed them more like brother and sis er;
for with his daughter Mr.. Clayton made
himself companion.
At the time our story opens we find
Mary possessing highly cultivated mind,
and endowed with uncommon beauty. Do
you ask if she was contented with her &C.
cluded life? Often she would have long,
ings for the gay world, but they soon passed
away. Although mingling somewhat with
the villagers, she had no congenial COM
panions. She was considered proud and
naughty, and at few places was Mary SO
we'll known and loved as at Farmer vii.
liams.
Days passed. The young men found it,
very pleasant route by the white cottage.
Fred seemed to have some excuse always
ready for stopping, very important to him
self, but very transparent to his friend
After vacation of two weeks, Hal was
obliged to return to the city, whilst Fred
determined to remain for another week.
We will briefly relate a conversation
that took place between the friends the
night before Halls departure:
"Fred, you must be careful of your at
tentions to Mary Clayton, unless you mean
to marry her; and you know that is out oI
the question"
"Fudge! Can't man look at a girl
without being engaged? I am sure have
no such Intentions"
"Then do not give her reason to suppose
TO-"
"Dear me! Just as though / would take
a wild fewer like her! What would my
lady mother and stylish sisters say? Bu'
then, she is good girl, and has helped t.
pass away many hours that otherwise
would have been very tedious. Marry her,
indeed! what an ideap
Yet why did the hot blood flush hi.
cheek? But such is the human heart.
Passing over the intervening time, We
come to the evening preceding Fred's de
par'ure. As usual, he is vending his way
Toward Mr.. Clayton's. Seated upon tht
porch is Mary. Her eyes anxiously scar
The road. When she sees the we'll known
form, they sparkle with happy light
AS Fred approaches nearer, she lets her
gaze fall upon the book in her hand. We
10 not know how much she read, for
Fred coming up behind her, says:
"That must be very interesting book,
Miss Clayton"
Then for the first time she perceived the |
volume was upside down. As Fred's merry
laugh pealed out in the air, her face became
crimson with bushes. Noticing her en-
he said:
"It is splendid evening. Will you not |
lake walk with me-"
They passed through the garden and
down a well-trodden path, to a grove Of
trees, where little brook tossed and foam
ed over the rocks, forming many minia-
ture cataract, then gided silently through |
the neighboring valley. 1t was beauti- /